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Blossom Babies: How to Tell the Life Story to Little Children
Mara Louise Pratt-Chadwick
No preview available - 2016
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Page 168 - The twig told it to the branch on which it grew, and the branch told it to the tree. And when the tree heard it, it rustled all over, and' sent back word to the leaf, ' Do not be afraid ; hold on tightly, and you shall not go till you want to.
Page 168 - And when the bright days of autumn came, the little leaf saw all the leaves around becoming very beautiful. Some were yellow and some were scarlet, and some were striped with both colors. Then it asked the tree what it meant. And the tree said : "All these leaves are getting ready to fly away, and they have put on these beautiful colors because of joy.
Page 121 - You think I am dead," The apple tree said, " Because I have never a leaf to show ; Because I stoop, And my branches droop, And the dull gray mosses over me grow. But I'm all alive in trunk and shoot; The buds of next May I fold away — But I pity the withered grass at my root."
Page 169 - We must keep on our work clothes, for our life is not done ; but your clothes are for holiday, because your tasks are over.' Just then, a little puff of wind came, and the leaf let go without thinking of it, and the wind took it up, and turned it over and over, and whirled it like a spark of fire in the air and...
Page 121 - You think I am dead," The quick grass said, " Because I have parted with stem and blade ! But under the ground I am safe and sound With the snow's thick blanket over me laid. I'm all alive, and ready to shoot, Should the spring of the year Come dancing here — But I pity the flower without branch or root."
Page 168 - Once upon a time a little leaf was heard to sigh and cry, as leaves often do when a gentle wind is about. And the twig said, ' What is the matter, little leaf?
Page 2 - ... an element of secrecy, and secrecy, with its companion, prurient curiosity, is the cause of much unrest and sin in later life.
Page 2 - As a man thinketh so is he" is particularly true of sex life, insomuch as the sex organism is so peculiarly under the influence of the sympathetic nervous system, that system which responds so strongly to thought and emotion.