Modern Screen (Dec 1949 - Nov 1950)

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L*. g i Linda takes a deep breath and blows out al rr.s car. a es "birthday cake. The time: January 30. The place: Hawaii Bringing up susan ■ As we flew toward Honolulu I began to wonder if the trip was such a good idea. For all that Linda Susan knew I could've walked her into the backyard, sat her under a tree and said. "Now we're in Hawaii;"' — and let her try to convince me that we weren't. You can bet that would've been a hard job. because even though Linda Susan can talk. I can't understand her. I tried to remember how I felt when I was two. and if I'd have been insulted by such a trick. I'm sure I would have been. Anyway, all I could think of was how it felt to be twenty-one and on my way to Honolulu. It felt very good. My really big worry was that Linda Susan might miss home — the nursery, the toys, the familiar surroundings. Of course. Mom and Dad came along, as did Mrs. Halverson. Linda Susan's nurse. With all those familiar faces how could anyone be lonely? As it turned out. my worrying was for nothing. Three days after we'd arrived. I couldn't tell Linda from the natives. (Continued on next page) "My heart was filled with nostalgia as Linda Susan and I left Hawaii." writes Shirley Temple in this last of three articles.