'To Whom Ever This May Concern"
Dublin Core
Description
This artifact is a personal letter written by Glenda Berkey. In the letter, Glenda discusses feeling difference and struggling to fit in at home and in school. The letter ends with a poem about the loss of someone important to her. The letter was found in a box of photos and old letters. The submitter did not know when Glenda wrote the letter.
Creator
Glenda Berkey
Source
Catherine Bellew
Publisher
Unpublished
Date
Rights
Creator: Glenda Berkey
Owner: Catherine Bellew
Owner: Catherine Bellew
Language
English
Identifier
Coverage
2000-2024
Diary and Journal Item Type Metadata
Genre
letter
Material
unlined paper, pencil
Circulation
Person to Person (Analogue)
Linguistic Text
To Whom Ever This May Concern
Many times I say to my self “why has fate been so cruel to me? Why can’t I be like the other girls with their dates and parties and love affairs?” I say “It’s just not fair?” Then I stop and think. Ever since I can remember, it seemed that I was Different from the other kids in several ways. I guess you may have notice that I limp then I walk. That’s because I was born with stiff ligments in my Right foot and my right hand. In this way, I can’t handle myself as a girl should. My parents & sisters are Always getting on to me and making fun of me.
I wore a brace to support my foot until I started school. I was left with a slight limp….not serious, but just enough to make me the subject of the others. Of course, I tryed my best in doing what ever the other kids would do.
In high school romance was completely out the question what fellow would bother looking at a girl who limps.
I’m always having self pity for myself. Then I always say to myself, “How do you ever expect to meet any fellow if you don’t spend some time in their company to start with?” That’s the only way I’m going to break out of this shell I’ve built around myself.
Someone once wrote a poem…”the sun’s gone dim and the moon’s tones of black…I loved him and he didn’t love back.
Good Bye,
Now my tears fall now that you’ve gone. I can’t help but cry, but you’ll have to go some time
Cry a little while
I’ll miss you, and wish you luck as you step out into the world.
Well, what ever you need to know that there is someone who cares.
Now when you leave, I’ll just smile, what’s the use of crying.
Many times I say to my self “why has fate been so cruel to me? Why can’t I be like the other girls with their dates and parties and love affairs?” I say “It’s just not fair?” Then I stop and think. Ever since I can remember, it seemed that I was Different from the other kids in several ways. I guess you may have notice that I limp then I walk. That’s because I was born with stiff ligments in my Right foot and my right hand. In this way, I can’t handle myself as a girl should. My parents & sisters are Always getting on to me and making fun of me.
I wore a brace to support my foot until I started school. I was left with a slight limp….not serious, but just enough to make me the subject of the others. Of course, I tryed my best in doing what ever the other kids would do.
In high school romance was completely out the question what fellow would bother looking at a girl who limps.
I’m always having self pity for myself. Then I always say to myself, “How do you ever expect to meet any fellow if you don’t spend some time in their company to start with?” That’s the only way I’m going to break out of this shell I’ve built around myself.
Someone once wrote a poem…”the sun’s gone dim and the moon’s tones of black…I loved him and he didn’t love back.
Good Bye,
Now my tears fall now that you’ve gone. I can’t help but cry, but you’ll have to go some time
Cry a little while
I’ll miss you, and wish you luck as you step out into the world.
Well, what ever you need to know that there is someone who cares.
Now when you leave, I’ll just smile, what’s the use of crying.
Files
Citation
Glenda Berkey, “'To Whom Ever This May Concern",” Museum of Everyday Writing, accessed April 19, 2024, https://museumofeverydaywriting.omeka.net/items/show/19.