I Understand What You're Saying,

When I Walked To School In The Mornings I Would Start Out Alone But Would Pick Up Four Other Boys Along The Way. We Would Set Out Together After School Across The Village Green.

You Ignorant Little Slug!" The Trunchbull Bellowed. "you Witless Weed! You Empty-headed Hamster! You Stupid Glob Of Glue!

Had I Not Had Children Of My Own, I Would Have Never Written Books For Children, Nor Would I Have Been Capable Of Doing So.

Books Shouldn't Be Daunting, They Should Be Funny, Exciting And Wonderful.

Titchy Little Snapperwhippers Like You Should Not Be Higgling Around With An Old Sage And Onions Who Is Hundreds Of Years More Than You.