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Frances Hodgson Burnett: The Secret Garden Essay Sample

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So long as I know what’s expected of me, I can manage.”
And the secret garden bloomed and bloomed and every morning revealed new miracles.” 8) Perspective. Sometimes its all about perspective. If you look for the negative, that’s all you’ll find. Try looking for positive things in your life. You will find some. “If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden.” ― Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

Review
I think that on second reading, and reading critically, there will obviously be morer to discover from the book. I think that reading theoretically for my lit course did not remove any of the beauty of the book, although I found Colin even more irritating the second time round. It was a good and quick, enjoyable read that still has echoes from my childhood. It is full of great ideas when considering children’s fiction theoretically but, more importantly, thsi kind of reading does not remove the strength of the book, in fact, it improves it. This review is terribly written but I’m just about to drop off (as are my feet) after 10 work placement so you’ll have to forgive me not being able to do justice to the book. “One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever.

One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands out and throws one’s head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one’s heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun—which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with the millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone’s eyes.”

“One of the strange things about living in the world is that it is only now and then one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever. One knows it sometimes when one gets up at the tender solemn dawn-time and goes out and stands out and throws one’s head far back and looks up and up and watches the pale sky slowly changing and flushing and marvelous unknown things happening until the East almost makes one cry out and one’s heart stands still at the strange unchanging majesty of the rising of the sun—which has been happening every morning for thousands and thousands and thousands of years. One knows it then for a moment or so. And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries.

Then sometimes the immense quiet of the dark blue at night with the millions of stars waiting and watching makes one sure; and sometimes a sound of far-off music makes it true; and sometimes a look in someone’s eyes.” “Two things cannot be in one place. Where you tend a rose, a thistle cannot grow.” “Is the spring coming?” he said. “What is it like?”… “It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine… “In each century since the beginning of the world wonderful things have been discovered. In the last century more amazing things were found out than in any century before. In this century hundreds of things still more astounding will be brought to light.

At first people refuse to believe that a strange new thing can be done, then they begin to hope it can be done, then they see it can be done—then it is done and all the world wonders why it was not done centuries ago. One of the new things people began to find out in the last century was that thoughts—just mere thoughts—are as powerful as electric batteries—as good for one as sunlight is, or as bad for one as poison. To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting a scarlet fever germ get into your body. If you let it stay there after it has got in you may never get over it as long as you live.” “To let a sad thought or a bad one get into your mind is as dangerous as letting the scarlet fever germ get into your body. If you let it stay there after it has got in, you may never get over it as long as you live.”

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