Hi! My name is Janie Ray, and I'm eleven years old. When I first got this diary from my mom, I didn't think I'd have all that much to write about. I mean, let's face it - fifth grade isn't exactly the most exciting thing in the world.
But then really strange things started happening. Like last week, my best friend Sheila and I were hanging out in our clubhouse, drinking lemonade and trying to figure out what to do about Marcia the Snob (who literally thinks she's queen of the fifth grade and seems to specialize in making my life miserable...), when we suddenly noticed a weird inscription on this old medallion I found when I was little. The crazy part is, it was written in a secret code Sheila and I made up for our clubhouse JUST THIS YEAR!! At first we figured someone was playing some kind of a trick on us. But then, before we realized what was happening, we ended up in the forest with an exceedingly odd girl who kept insisting the year was 1739.
Let's just say my life isn't so boring anymore. And that's an understatement.
This is the updated first volume of The Diary of Janie Ray series. It has 80 reviews/ratings on Amazon with a 4.5 star average.
Things with Mom have been better than usual. Somehow, when I look at her, I can’t help seeing the little kid she used to be. The messy slob whose (pink!) room looked like it had been hit by a hurricane. The uncertain girl who worried her best friend would be snatched away from her, and who got bad grades in math and hated ballet. She’s still on my case all the time to clean my room, brush my hair and do my homework – but something is different.
Like yesterday after school, when I was complaining I was bored, and she told me for the one millionth time that I should consider taking ballet. I looked at her and asked, “Did you like ballet when you were my age, Mom?” Usually, she just would have given me an exasperated look and told me a story about what a swell experience it was. But yesterday she just gave me a little smile, winked and said, “Well you know, my friend Marcy and I just loved it.”
I really have to talk to Sheila.
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Already translated.
Translated by Aimée Adry
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