I Sit In My Tree I Sing

Everybody's Got The Seam Of Goodness In Them, Kit," Said Grandpa. "just A Matter Of Whether It Can Be Found And Brought Out Into The Light.

Anything Seems Possible At Night When The Rest Of The World Has Gone To Sleep.

I Sit In My Tree I Sing Like The Birds My Beak Is My Pen My Songs Are My Poems.

Its Always Been The Case That Politicians Want Different Things From Children Than Good Educators Do. Good Educators Want Imaginative, Exploratory Beings, But Politicians Just Want Economic Units.

I Sit In My Tree I Sing Like The Birds My Beak Is My Pen My Songs Are My Poems.