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Oh Where, Oh Where Had Snow White Gone? She'd Found It Easy, Being Pretty To Hitch A Ride Into The City.

I Am Only 8 Years Old, I Told Myself. No Little Boy Of 8 Has Ever Murdered Anyone. It's Not Possible.

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.

The Secret Of Life', He Said, 'is To Become Very Very Good At Somethin' That's Very Very 'ard To Do.

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.