Birthplace: I was born in Germany.

Childhood: I was only eight when I came over to the United States. I always wanted to go over in the zeppelin, I used to cry because I couldn't go and I was too little at the time. So my mother said, well maybe someday you can go. My Grandma's the one that loved me so much she didn't want me to leave, but I had to go because my Aunt was already waiting for me here in San Francisco. I was just a little child, always wanting to play around and have fun.

Hopscotch: I would play right down the street from where I lived. I used to ask all the children to play with and they used to laugh at me because I was playing hopscotch. I had a color crayon and I marked it, and they said you cheater and I said no that's the only way I can play it.

Leaving my family was the hardest part. I had a lot of Uncle's and Aunt's; so may of them you couldn't count them all.

Getting Here: If I remember correctly it took three weeks to get here with a fast train. In those days they weren't goin like they used to but this was one of the fast trains, but it still took two weeks to get here.

School: I went to school here, but I never went to high school, I was promoted. I always told everybody that I walked in one door and walked out the other door. I had a book that I was learning from, because I wanted to talk English real good. I still have that book. I taught myself English; it wasn't hard at all. I tried to speak English and they would all laugh at me because I couldn't speak the names properly. And I said go ahead and laugh someday you'll have to learn something too.
My younger sister; I was the second youngest out of five; moved here and we would talk to each other on telephone.

A New Home: I worked for some lady and her husband and they were so good to me. They never had any children, and they wanted me as their daughter and they treated me very nice. But I was working for them; cooking and sewing and so fourth. I lived with them at the top of San Francisco where the street car would turn around (Nob Hill area).

Jobs: Well I worked at a post office, I had to deliver by hand; they didn't have little carts like they do now. My house was next door to the post office so they called me in and asked if I wanted to deliver the people's mail and I said sure I'll be glad to. I loved every minute of it! They would sing and call me postal packing mama and I thought it was so funny.

I want to thank the people at the Elms for being so kind and helpful to me, while I was working on my Girl Scout Silver Award. It truely seems like a wonderful place to live.
Sincerely -Morgan Manter