Playing in the Sand

Playing in the Sand

“When I was down beside the sea A wooden spade they gave to me. To dig the sandy shore.” Robert Louis Stevenson, A Child’s Garden of Verses They–whoever they were–clearly did this child a good turn. They brought him to a good place, and...
When I Was Down Beside the Sea

When I Was Down Beside the Sea

“My holes were empty like a cup. In every hole the sea came up. Till it could come no more.” Robert Louis Stevenson, A Child’s Garden of Verses It is fitting that for vacation we especially seek places of natural beauty. In her more notable...
Playing in Grassy Places

Playing in Grassy Places

“Happy hearts and happy faces, Happy play in grassy places— That was how, in ancient ages, Children grew to kings and sages.” Robert Louis Stevenson, A Child’s Garden of Verses It is so easy for us to forget. Playing is how children practice to become adults....
Picture-Books in Winter

Picture-Books in Winter

“Water now is turned to stone Nurse and I can walk upon; Still we find the flowing brooks In the picture storybooks. … How am I to sing your praise, Happy chimney-corner days, Sitting safe in nursery nooks, Reading picture storybooks?” Robert Louis Stevenson So many...
The Land of Storybooks

The Land of Storybooks

At evening when the lamp is lit, Around the fire my parents sit; They sit at home and talk and sing, And do not play at anything. Now, with my little gun, I crawl All in the dark along the wall, And follow round the forest track Away behind the sofa back. There, in...

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