I am finally moving to Paris to study at the Sorbonne! I am so excited and have been waiting for this day for so long! I am taking everything (you never know if you will need it) with me. Being a woman in France should be tough, but I think I should be able to work my way through it. I am buying the cheapest ticket to save money. Wish me luck everyone!
Bye Casimir
They said no, they said that I was below them. Cas’ parents say that he can’t marry someone who works in “other people’s houses” as I work for him and his family. We are in love but there seems to be nothing we can do to be together. Bye Casimir…
Casimir Zorawski
Casimir Zorawski, Casimir Zorawski…He is perfect for me. He took mathematics at Warsaw University, which I wholly understand and love. He loves that I don’t gossip (until now) and that I know how to speak so many languages. Cas is perfect for me. We also both love nature. I hope nobody is shocked by this…but I’m only 18 and guess what? We are planning on getting married!
The Flying University
After my brief, magical visit to the countryside, I returned to Warsaw. Now this woman has began a school for girls. She calls it “The Flying University”, hence the name of this post, as we were constantly hiding and on the run from the Russian authorities. At the “university”, as it wasn’t quite one, girls of all ages, including Bronya and I learned about sciences and studied broadly. But we were found out, the teachers were exiled, and now Bronya and I are on our own again. The school was amazing and we learned so much and deeply enjoyed it. I hope all of those exiled teachers see my post and begin something of that sort again wherever they are now… Thats all for today, thank you for reading and I’ll try to write again when anything interesting happens.
Welcome to the Blog of Marie Curie
Hello everyone and welcome to my blog. I have decided to undertake this strenuous task to let the world know of my endless struggles. Here I go. I will first tell you all a little about myself. My birth name is Marya (Manya) Salomee Sklodowska, I was born here, in Poland, and lived with my mother, Bronislava, father, Wladyslaw Sklodowski, brother Jozef, and sisters Zosia, Bronya, and Helena. Now it is just my Father, Bronya, Helena, and Jozef though. My mother died at 42 of tuberculosis, she had it for a long time and did not look to be getting any better. We all new it was coming though, but I was still shocked when it did. A couple of weeks earlier, my sisters, Bronya and Zosia, contracted Typhus, and while Bronya recovered, Zosia didn’t make it. She died just before my mother did. I still vividly remember the pain and horror of being without them and have trouble recovering from it all. After all, it wasn’t that long ago. On the other hand, you are going to have to get used to something. I’m smarter than you. And I’m not just being conceded, I am actually really smart, and not all of you will understand everything I talk about. My father had to take me out of the school for normal kids my age, and excel me in a Russian school with a German style of education. Although the school teachers and students were cruel to me because of my Polish background, I pushed through it and persevered. I graduated the school at top of my class and the gold medal for best pupil in 1883, I was 15 years old. After all the years of endless pressure to do better, be better, I broke down and my father decided to send me to my relatives in the Polish countryside. This is where I leave off and start my blog. I am actually on the train over to them as I write this. Thanks for reading everyone, and sorry if I got a bit morbid back there, that is who I am.
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