This book was read to me when I was in the fifth grade. As a result I always wanted to have a black friend. It is no longer P.C. but the story is charming. I wish it could be sanitized and ... Read More
As a second grade pupil at E. Rivers Grammar School in Atlanta in 1933, I had Miss Wimberly as my teacher. She read to the class every day while we digested our lunches. I think I remember her ... Read More
