Writing For Children Is An Art In

The Secret Island Had Looked Mysterious Enough On The Night They Had Seen It Before - But Now, Swimming In The Hot June Haze, It Seemed More Enchanting Than Ever. As They Drew Near To It, And Saw The Willow Trees That Bent Over The Water-edge And Heard The Sharp Call Of Moorhens That Scuttled Off, The Children Gazed In Delight. Nothing But Trees And Birds And Little Wild Animals. Oh, What A Secret Island, All For Their Very Own, To Live On And Play On.

You're Trying To Escape From Your Difficulties, And There Never Is Any Escape From Difficulties, Never. They Have To Be Faced And Fought.

Well, You Know What Grown-ups Are,' Said Dinah. 'they Don't Think The Same Way As We Do. I Expect When We Grow Up, We Shall Think Like Them - But Let's Hope We Remember What It Was Like To Think In The Way Children Do, And Understand The Boys And The Girls That Are Growing Up When We're Men And Women.

My Work In Books, Films And Talks Lies Almost Wholly With Children, And I Have Very Little Time To Give To Grown-ups.

We Must Have Christian Ethics For Our Children, Good And Strong, But We Must Make Them Attractive, Too, And It Can Be Done.