My Name Is Bertha

Dear Bertha Falling in the hole must have been painful. I know it hurt a lot when I broke my arm playing baseball. You were brave to stay in the hole all night and not get too scared. Love Casey Dear Bertha I am so sorry that you could not dance. I am not so great either. Love Dani Dear Bertha So what if you will never be an Olympic skater. You are really smart in school. That instructor needs to learn to be nicer to his students. Love DJ Dear Bertha You see there are nice boys in the world that judge girls not by how they look but by how nice they are. Just like you! Love Katie and Carly and Cade Dear Bertha You are a great puncher. Who cares if you cant run fast you always get a homerun. Good Job. Love Josh and Jake Hi! Im Bertha Thank you for your encouragement. I am ten years old and not matter what I do I can never get it right. Whether it is dancing lessons ice skating or just playing punch ball I poor Bertha can never win. Either I would fall down trip over my feet or want to hide under the covers and never come out. Dancing lessons were a nightmare because standing on toe shoes required 5 people to hold me up to prevent me from falling. Skating lessons were hazardous to the instructor and even trying to convince my mother to let me my own outfit for my first dance took all of my powers of persuasion and a whole lot more. These are stories of me ten year Bertha who had a tough time growing up. I was over weight not very pretty and got teased and picked on. For anyone who has ever had someone make fun of them I hope you will learn from me Bertha that who you are inside makes the person not what you look like on the outside. Love Bertha