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What The World Of Tomorrow Will Be Like Is Greatly Dependent On The Power Of Imagination In Those Who Are Learning To Read Today.

The Girl Hurried Away, But Then Pippi Shouted, "did He Have Big Ears That Reached Way Down To His Shoulders?" "no," Said The Girl And Turned And Came Running Back In Amazement. "you Don't Mean To Say That You Have Seen A Man Walk By With Such Big Ears?" "i Have Never Seen Anyone Who Walks With His Ears," Said Pippi. "all The People I Know Walk With Their Feet.

At Least, Not In This Country,' She Added After A Moment's Thought. 'in China It's A Little Different. Once I Saw A Chinaman In Shanghai. His Ears Were So Big He Could Use Them For A Raincoat. When It Rained, He Just Crept In Under His Ears And Was Warm And Snug As Could Be. Not That The Ears Had Such A Rattling Good Time Of It, You Understand. If It Was Specially Bad Weather, He'd Invite Friends And Acquaintances To Pitch Camp Under His Ears Too. There They Sat, Singing Their Sorrowful Songs While It Poured Down Outside.

I Have Been Very Interested In Labor Movement. If I Could Have Wished Another Life, I Would Have Loved To Be A Pioneer Woman In The Beginning Of Labor Movement.

Well, Well, So You Aren't Going To Be A Maidservant This Time?" Said Pippi, Stroking His Back. "oh, That Was A Lie, That's True," She Continued. "but Still, If It's True, How Can It Be A Lie?" She Argued. "you Wait And See, It's Going To Turn Out He Was A Maidservant In Arabie After All, And If That's The Case, I Know Who's Making The Meatballs At Our House Hereafter!