I've Had A Good Life,

Of Course I Wanted Children. Bright, Gorgeous, Loving Children. I Could Almost See Them.

I Discovered That Men Were Just Like Everyone Else, Really. They Liked You If You Were Good-tempered And Easy To Talk To. And Being A Big Girl Meant Other Females Trusted You More And Confided In You.

I'm Getting Better, Happier, And Nicer As I Grow Older, So I Would Be Terrific In A Couple Of Hundred Years Time.

I Look Placid, You See, That's Why People Think I'm Fine. Inside I Worry A Lot.

An English Journalist Called Michael Viney Told Me When I Was 25, That I Would Write Well If I Cared A Lot What I Was Writing About. That Worked. I Went Home That Day And Wrote About Parents Not Understanding Their Children As Well As We Teachers Did, And It Was Published The Very Next Week.