Dear Mother, Father, and Pete:
This is a borrowed typewriter, which means that all mistakes are to be excused. I was offered a fifteen page typewriting job, but I simply have not got the time for anything like that. The girl was desperate, so I lent her my machine. I am so busy and in such a constant state of sleepiness and dopiness that I get nothing accomplished and continue to
have stacks to do. Thank goodness it will be over soon, or I am sure I would not last to the end of the term. I had a conference with Miss Kitchel this morning. She thinks I show considerable improvement, part cularly since I
came back. I am quite sure that I can make the necessary improvement in my writing by keeping tab on myself, without taking a writing course. I went to see Miss White in her office hour today, but she was not there. The second language does not worry me in the
least, only I don't want to take it. I fully intend to take an exam next fall. A big math quiz will take place tomorrow. Here is hoping I will soon get some work off my hands. Love,
[Fannie] [May 18]