June 25, 1930

I got up rather late to-day. Before noon I played the victrola. The spring in the victrola broke and I couldn't play any more. I cried for a half hour because I broke the victrola. In the afternoon Aunt Sophie, Mother, and I went visiting. To-day I met a man who speaks English. He loaned me some Eng. books to read. In the evening I played Eng. teacher to Pika, Geza and Aladar. I learned to count up to 40 in Hungarian. Latzi brought me a nice bouquet of roses. We went to bed early because it started to rain.