December 23rd. I am frightfully excited about to-morrow. I wonder what
I shall get? Now I must go and decorate the Christmas tree. Inspee said:
Hullo, is _Gretl_ going to help decorate this year? She's never done it
before! I should like to know why not. But Aunt Dora took my side. "Of
course she'll help decorate too; but please don't stuff yourselves
with sweets." "If Dora doesn't eat anything I shan't either," said I
promptly.

Evening. Yesterday was our last day at school. The holidays are from the
23rd to January 2nd. It's glorious. I shall be able to go skating every
day. Of course I had no time to-day and shan't have to--morrow. I wonder
whether I should send the Gold Fairy a Christmas card. I wish she had a
prettier name. Anastasia Klastoschek; it is so ugly. All Czech names
are so ugly. Father knows a Count Wilczek, but a still worse name is
Schafgotsch. Nothing would induce me to marry anyone called Schafgotsch
or Wilczek even if he were a count and a millionaire. Yesterday we
paid our respects to the staff, Verbenowitsch and I went to Frau Doktor
because she is fondest of us, or is _said_ to be. Nobody wanted to go to
Professor Rigl, Igel, we always say Nikel, for when he has respects paid
to him he always says: "Aw ri'." But it would have been rude to leave
him out and so the monitors had to go. When Christmas was drawing near
Frau Doktor told us that we were none of us to give presents to the
staff. "I beg you, girls, to bear in mind what I am saying, for if you
do not there will only be trouble. You remember what happened on St.
Nicholas' day. And you must not send anything to the homes of the staff,
nor must the Christ Child leave anything on any one's doorstep." As she
said this she looked hard at me and Edith Bergler, so she knows who left
the Krampus. I'm so tired I can't keep my eyes open. Hurrah, to-morrow
is Christmas Eve!!!