Text from Miss Rumphius by Barbara Cooney |
My Great-aunt Alice, Miss Rumphius, is very old now. Her hair is very
white. Every year there are more and more lupines. Now they call her the
Lupine Lady. Sometimes my friends stand with me outside the gate, curious to
see the old, old lady who planted the fields of lupines. When she invites us in,
they come slowly. They think she is the oldest woman in the world. Often she
tells us stories of faraway places.
"When I grow up,"I tell her, "I too will go to faraway places and come
home to live by the sea."
"That is all very well, little Alice," says my aunt, "but there is a third thing
you must do."
"What is that?" I ask.
"You must do something to make the world more beautiful."
"All right, " I say.
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