My Daughter, Anna, Is Almost 15, And

What On Earth Have You Packed In Here? Bricks?" Asked Mo As He Carried Meggie's Book-box Out Of The House. You're The One Who Says Books Have To Be Heavy Because The Whole World's Inside Them," Said Meggie.

So What? All Writers Are Lunatics!

I Wish You Luck,' She Said, Kissing Him On The Cheek. He Still Had The Most Beautiful Eyes Of Any Boy She'd Ever Seen. But Now Her Heart Beat So Much Faster For Someone Else.

Perhaps The Story In The Book Is Just The Lid On A Pan: It Always Stays The Same, But Underneath There's A Whole World That Goes On - Developing And Changing Like Our Own World.

How Fast The Ears Learned To Tell What Sounds Meant, Much Faster Than It Took The Eyes To Decipher Written Words.