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Her Affection For Everything She Could Love Increased.

When I Was At School My Jography Told Me Th' Earth Was Shaped Like A Orange An' I Found Out Before I Was Ten That Th' Whole Orange Doesn't Belong To Nobody. No One Owns More Than His Bit Of A Quarter An' There's Times It Seems There's Not Enow Quarters To Go Around. But Don't You-none O' You- Think As You Own Th' Whole Orange Or You'll Find Out You're Mistaken, An' You Won't Find It Without Hard Knocks. What Children Learns From Children, Is That There's No Sense Grabbin' At Th' Whole Orange-peel An' All. If You Do You'll Likely Not Get Even Th' Pips, An' Them's Too Bitter To Eat.

Sometimes Since I've Been In The Garden I've Looked Up Through The Trees At The Sky And I Have Had A Strange Feeling Of Being Happy As If Something Was Pushing And Drawing In My Chest And Making Me Breathe Fast. Magic Is Always Pushing And Drawing And Making Things Out Of Nothing. Everything Is Made Out Of Magic, Leaves And Trees, Flowers And Birds, Badgers And Foxes And Squirrels And People. So It Must Be All Around Us. In This Garden - In All The Places.

Somehow, Something Always Happens Just Before Things Get To The Very Worst. It Is As If Magic Did It. If I Could Only Just Remember That Always. The Worse Thing Never Quite Comes.

Hang In There. It Is Astonishing How Short A Time It Can Take For Very Wonderful Things To Happen.