Tag: tea party x 1

Dear Diary,

When I was a young teenager my mother threw a tea party for, 'high class young ladies of Silvermoon.' Several girls came with their mothers. The adults sat at one table and we children at the second table. The kids were terribly interested in what the adults were doing: Were they thinking of new and creative ways to punish them when they were bad? Were they praising them? Not discussing them at all?

The women served us small cupcakes and glasses of hot or cold teas. We tried to be polite and not eat or drink messily. One of the girls complained that no one was talking we were just consuming snacks and teas. We responded by... continuing to silently consume snacks and teas.

It wasn't that I didn't wanna chat. It was...