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Dear diary,

Today I complete the most beautiful pullover I've knit is for my granddaughter so she can dress it on christmas,today I received a poem from my granddaughter,Liz,she's so lovely... in her poem she is like telling me that I have to stop knitting but unfortunately she doesn't understand that I wont stop knitting till I knit the most beautiful thing I've ever seen,I'm tired of people telling me that I used to go fishing with my father all my classmates told me you can't you are a woman,If I show them what I fished along the years they would stay speechless because I fished fish that were 1,50 mts long!That's why neighbors called me "the fishergirl".Anyway "the fishergirl" is going to die beacuse of old age,I am 95 years old and I am living with my black and old cat we sleep all the day because we dont have anything to do. But I tell the people that,when I'm dead,every time they remember me,please dont feel pain,please look with a smilng beacuse I will always be looking you with one.