Once upon a time there was a boy —
Just like me.
He had to stay in bed in the morning until seven o’clock until his father and mother were ready to get up;
So did I.
As he was always awake long before this time, he used to lie there and think about all sorts of curious things;
So did I.
One thing he used to wonder was this:
What would the world be like if there were —
No fathers and mothers,
No uncles and aunts,
No cousins or other children to play with,
Perhaps you have wondered the same thing;
So did I.
At last he used to get so lonely, just from thinking how dreadful such a world would be, that he could stand it no longer and would run to his parents’ room and jump into bed by their side just to get this terrible thought out of his mind;
So did I — for .
Well, there was a time long, long, long ago when there were no men or women or children, of any kind in the whole world. Of course there were no houses, for there was no one to build them or to live in them, no towns or cities — nothing that people make. There were just animals — mastodons and dinosaurs, birds and butterflies, frogs and snakes, turtles and fish. Can you think of such a world as that?
Then,
long, long, long
before that, there was a time when there were and of any sort in the whole world; there were just growing plants. Can you think of such a world as that?
Then,
……
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——《纽约时报》
抛开科学不论,历史、地理和艺术其实是孩子一生学识的基石:历史是时间的纵深,地理是空间上的广阔,艺术则是孩子心灵的寄托。
——维吉尔M.希利尔
孩子们每次求着我给他们讲书里的历史故事。我再也不用拿绳子绑着他们听课啦!
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