
And my friends did it. Not only that, they did it well! Miss Paula was amazed. Miss "J" and Miss Bass were amazed. And I was amazed, too. Even my friends were amazed because I think that up to that time they didn't know they could do it!
Einstein was five years old when he first learned to talk. Former slave Frederick Douglass learned to read and write when he was a teenager.

Some call that love. Composer Arthur Siegel once wrote a song called Love is a Simple Thing. One line goes like this..."Love is a nursery rhyme, old as the tick of time". With that definition we could say that a nursery rhyme is love — for example: Twinkle Twinkle Little Star. Why not? It's old and it's a nursery rhyme! We all know the beginning: "Twinkle, twinkle, little star…", but how many of us know the next few lines?
When the blazing sun is gone
When he nothing shines upon
Then you show your little light
Twinkle twinkle all the night
I learned to cook when I was in my 70s. I didn't know I could do that either. Just lazy I guess. How about you? Like that nursery rhyme, does your little light shine too?
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