She Was Not A Slowpoke Grownup. She

I Wanted To Be A Ballerina. I Changed My Mind.

I Have Lovely Memories Of Los Angeles In The 1930s. I Came Down To Live With My Mother's Cousin And They Invited Me To Come And Go To Junior College For A Year.

If You Don't See The Book You Want On The Shelves, Write It.

One Rainy Sunday When I Was In The Third Grade, I Picked Up A Book To Look At The Pictures And Discovered That Even Though I Did Not Want To, I Was Reading. I Have Been A Reader Ever Since.

I Was An Only Child; I Didn't Have A Sister, Or Sisters.