Thursday, March 20, 1348

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      Today, I woke up extra early; I wanted to get some fresh milk for Melody and Mother. Mother was beginning to stir. I told her to sleep in, I would wake her up when breakfast was ready.

I decided to experiment a little bit with breakfast. I decided to cook outside, even though it is a little chilly, because I do not want to fill our single-room house with smoke.

I took some of our bread that is rolled out flat, and cut it into small squares about half the size of my hand. I pushed the center down farther, to resemble a bowl shape, then cracked an egg in each indentation. I added some herbs and a little garlic for some extra flavor, then cooked it. I also took a cabbage leaf to accompany each bread bowl, and put a small amount of cheese, onion, peas, and a little basil. While that cooked, I finished up a doll I made for Melody.

Then I woke up Mother and I brought the food in and put it on the table. I quickly went outside and picked some wild flowers and put them in a small cup with some water, and placed the bouquet where Melody would sit and propped the small doll against it. Then it was time to wake Melody. We all ate our meal, and then Melody asked where the doll came from, and why it was there. "I made it for you. Do you like it?" I was so worried, but then she got the biggest smile on her face and her eyes lit up. "I love it! You are the best brother ever, Armen!" She gave me a hug and I went off to the field to work.

-Armen Nowak


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