Matilda devoured books. She loved them because they transported her to new worlds. And the more I read, the more I understood the power of the written word. If Matilda could be a reader of books, then so could I.
So I kept reading. On page 77, towards the end of Matilda’s first day of school, something pretty amazing happened. Matilda’s new teacher handed her a book of limericks. Matilda read one from the book, then another she wrote about her teacher.
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