t important step in my education o read.

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        One day, Miss Sullivan tells me, I piood in ted me so muceac for    a time. Ofte sentences.

        From ted slip it    a step to ted book. I took my "Reader finners" and ed for t of a game of o read.

        Of time ed stories I ser.

        For a long time I udied most early it seemed more like play taugrated by a beautiful story or a poem. ed or ied me salked it over    as if stle girl    many s, is to-day one of my most preemories.

        I ot explain t    of long association o ty for description. S quickly over uiails, and never nagged me ions to see if I remembered terdays lesson. Sroduced dry tecies of sce little by little, making every subject so real t I could not    saught.

        e read and studied out of doors, preferring t o the perfume of wild grapes.

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        Anote    of mine    ripened early in July. to my    trees tumbled at my feet. O    in my pinafore, pressed my face against

        till o the house!

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        In tudied zoology and botany.

        Once a gentleman,    me a colle of fossils--tiny mollusk sifully marked, and bits of sandstone    of birds clareasures of tediluvian rembling fingers I listeo Miss Sullivans descriptions of terrible beasts,    tramping ts, tearing doic trees for food, and died in time trange creatures ed my dreams, and to tle beat of my ponys hoof.

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        Oadpoles in a glass globe set in a s. I remember t t    fun to plunge my o tadpoles frisk about, and to let tious felloo all appearance more dead than alive.

        t    no sooner uro    ted to ttom, sivity.    ent to stay in ty glass ree until taiy    to live in t ts musical    love-song.

        tself. At ttle mass of possibilities. It eac me breat pass an opportunity to point out ty t is irying in t and a and example to make my life s and useful.

        It eacact ion so beautiful. It    to impart kno made it so pleasant and acceptable to me. S a y course of its education and reflects tempted to guide my mind on its    like a brook it sain streams and il it broadened out into a deep river, capable of refleg in its placid surface, billo face of a little flower.

        Any teacake a co t not every teac y is    rest;    feel tory and t-sinking of disappoi before akes asks distasteful to o dane of textbooks.

        My teae t I scarcely t from    in all beautiful te, and o ell. I feel t    tsteps of my life are in    of me belongs to    a talent, or an aspiration or a joy i    been awakened by ouch.
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