A Whizzpopper!" Cried The Bfg, Beaming At

The Witching Hour, Somebody Had Once Whispered To Her, Was A Special Moment In The Middle Of The Night When Every Child And Every Grown-up Was In A Deep Deep Sleep, And All The Dark Things Came Out From Hiding And Had The World All To Themselves.

Then Suddenly, He Was Struck By A Powerful But Simple Little Truth, And It Was This: That English Grammar Is Governed By Rules That Are Almost Mathematical In Their Strictness!

Meanings Is Not Important, Said The Bfg. I Cannot Be Right All The Time. Quite Often I Is Left Instead Of Right.

Prayers Were Held In Assembly Hall. We All Perched In Rows On Wooden Benches While Teachers Sat Up On The Platform In Armchairs, Facing Us.

A Girl Should Think About Making Herself Look Attractive So She Can Get A Good Husband Later On. Looks Is More Important Than Books, Miss Hunky..." "the Name Is Honey," Miss Honey Said. "now Look At Me," Mrs Wormwood Said. "then Look At You. You Chose Books. I Chose Looks.