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Beverly Cleary

My mother would read aloud to my father and me in the evening. She read mainly travel books.
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Book Father Mother
Ramona stepped back into her closet, slid the door shut, pressed an imaginary button, and when her imaginary elevator had made its imaginary descent, stepped out onto the real first floor and raced a real problem. Her mother and father were leaving for Parents’ Night.
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Burton Father Imagination Mother Real Step
Nothing in the whole world felt as good as being able to make something from a sudden idea.
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Able Ideas World
Otis was inspired by a boy who sat across the aisle from me in sixth grade. He was a lively person. My best friend appears in assorted books in various disguises.
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Book Boys Friendship
Didn’t the people who made those license plates care about little girls named Ramona?
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Care Girl People
I just wrote about childhood as I had known it.
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Childhood Known
I didn’t start out writing to give children hope, but I’m glad some of them found it.
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Children Giving Writing
He was dressed as if everything he wore had come from different stores or from a rummage sale, except that the crease in his trousers was sharp and his shoes were shined.
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Different Rummage Sales Shoes
Quite often somebody will say, What year do your books take place? and the only answer I can give is, In childhood.
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Book Giving Years
I grew up before there were strict leash laws.
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Before Grew Law Strict
She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.
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Girl Interesting Waiting
Problem solving, and I don’t mean algebra, seems to be my life’s work. Maybe it’s everyone’s life’s work.
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Algebra Mean Problem
The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else–grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.
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Boys Grief Humilation Perhaps Regret Turned
I was an only child; I didn’t have a sister, or sisters.
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Children Only Child Sister
I don’t ever go on the Internet. I don’t even know how it works.
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Goes Internet Know Works
In seventh grade…I found a place on the [library]shelf where my book would be if I ever wrote a book, which I doubted.
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Book Library Seventh

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