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I Have A Passion For Teaching Kids To Become Readers, To Become Comfortable With A Book, Not Daunted. Books Shouldn't Be Daunting, They Should Be Funny, Exciting And Wonderful; And Learning To Be A Reader Gives A Terrific Advantage.

Do You Like Vegetables?" Sophie Asked, Hoping To Steer The Conversation Towards A Slightly Less Dangerous Kind Of Food. "you Is Trying To Change The Subject," The Giant Said Sternly. "we Is Having An Interesting Babblement About The Taste Of The Human Bean. The Human Bean Is Not A Vegetable.

You Should Never, Never Doubt Something That No One Is Sure Of.

The Books Transported Her Into New Worlds And Introduced Her To Amazing People Who Lived Exciting Lives. She Went On Olden-day Sailing Ships With Joseph Conrad. She Went To Africa With Ernest Hemingway And To India With Rudyard Kipling. She Travelled All Over The World While Sitting In Her Little Room In An English Village.

I Was Observing Her Closely As I Talked, And After A While I Began To Get The Impression That She Was Not, In Fact, Quite So Merry And Smiling A Girl As I Had Been Led To Believe At First. She Seemed To Be Coiled In Herself, As Though With A Secret She Was Jealously Guarding. The Deep-blue Eyes Moved Too Quickly About The Room, Never Settling Or Resting On One Thing For More Than A Moment; And Over All Her Face, Though So Faint That They Might Not Even Have Been There, Those Small Downward Lines Of Sorrow.