Today my father told me that my real mother adandone dme in the woods, where two weasels found me. They fough tove rme and disappeared, when my adopted mother took me in as a sprucetail. I can't help but wonder who I really am, why my real mother had to leave me, what would I be like and what would I be doing if she had been able to keep me. I know I will never stop wondering, but I can't possibly leave the abbey, not while I'm still a novice. My friends are here, and so are my goals. But it's late, and I'm going to bed.
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January 7th
