It may appear that all I do is drive around visiting, however I have spent most of my time here working for the Bishop. It's tedious computer research, so it's not very exciting to write about.
But when I do have the chance to get out and visit, I do. No matter where I go, I am treated like the Princess of Wales. I attract attention just showing up: everyone wants to meet me, children want my autograph, people invite me to their homes. I shake hands with them all, no matter who asks. A teacher gave me the bangles off her wrist, a cook gave me a pair of earrings, one 5 year old gave me a piece of candy, and the wife of one of the workers here gave me one of her 4 saris, a lovely rose pink silk one. I told her the Bishop would not let me accept it but it's impossible to refuse the other gifts. It would be an insult and I can't do that to them even though I know how little they have.
You are a Princess for doing this!
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