We Cannot Protect Something We Do Not

The Woods Were My Ritalin. Nature Calmed Me, Focused Me, And Yet Excited My Senses.

This Tree House Became Our Galleon, Our Spaceship, Our Fort Apache...ours Was A Learning Tree. Through It We Learned To Trust Ourselves And Our Abilities.

Nature Introduces Children To The Idea—to The Knowing—that They Are Not Alone In This World, And That Realities And Dimensions Exist Alongside Their Own.

We Attempt To Remember Our Collective American Childhood, The Way It Was, But What We Often Remember Is A Combination Of Real Past, Pieces Reshaped By Bitterness And Love, And, Of Course, The Video Past--the Portrayals Of Family Life On Such Television Programs As "leave It To Beaver" And "father Knows Best" And All The Rest.

Unlike Television, Reading Does Not Swallow The Senses Or Dictate Thought. Reading Stimulates The Ecology Of The Imagination. Can You Remember The Wonder You Felt When First Reading The Jungle Book Or Tom Sawyer Or Huckleberry Finn? Kipling’s World Within A World; Twain’s Slow River, The Feel Of Freedom And Sand On The Secret Island, And In The Depths Of The Cave?