Dear Madison
My name is Courtney and I am writing to you from April 12th 1934. I see you asked me questions in your last letter and I will do my best to answer them. I have grown-up and I live in a ‘white neighbourhood’ (of course!) we have a white park behind us and our black maid Gracie always takes us. Our roads are smooth and everything is ‘white’. Every Sunday night we go to church and sing hymns. Our house is the average size with 4 bedrooms and 2 bathrooms, my older sister and I share a bedroom and our parents share the other bedroom. Two of the other rooms are studies and the last room is a laundry. Both of my parents are grocer owners and they try to make a living for us. In my neighbour hood there is also a market at the end of the street but they are only open every second day. Behind our neighbourhood is a ‘black’ street and Gracie’s family lives there, this is good as she can walk to work everyday and this silly bus boycott doesn’t effect us. So how are you going at the moment?
Yours sincerly,
Courtney
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