Writing For Children Is An Art In

Oh, I Wish I Lived In A Caravan!’ Said Jimmy Longingly. ‘how Lovely It Must Be To Live In A House That Has Wheels And Can Go Away Down The Lanes And Through The Towns, And Stand Still In Fields At Night!

I Am Not Really Much Interested In Talking To Adults, Although I Suppose Practically Every Mother In The Kingdom Knows My Name And My Books. It's Their Children I Love.

Remorse Is A Terrible Thing To Bear, Pam, One Of The Worst Of All Punishments In This Life. To Wish Undone Something You Have Done, To Wish You Could Look Back On Kindness To Someone You Love, Instead Of On Unkindness - That Is A Very Terrible Thing.

We Must Have Christian Ethics For Our Children, Good And Strong, But We Must Make Them Attractive, Too, And It Can Be Done.

They Lay On Their Heathery Beds And Listened To All The Sounds Of The Night. They Heard The Little Grunt Of A Hedgehog Going By. They Saw The Flicker Of Bats Overhead. They Smelt The Drifting Scent Of Honeysuckle, And The Delicious Smell Of Wild Thyme Crushed Under Their Bodies. A Reed-warbler Sang A Beautiful Little Song In The Reeds Below, And Then Another Answered.