PamelaDuncanEdwards  

I LOVE to get letters from my readers!

This just in from The Leprechaun's Gold, I would love to hear from your school or classroom!

I wanted to share this special letter from my friend, Morgan:

Dear Miss Duncan Edwards:

I was one of the many children you read to years ago at my lovely elementary school, Tuscarora Elementary in West Virginia.  The experience is something I have never forgotten and I cherish my signed copy of DINORELLA very much.  Now I am in college and have a son of my own to share your books with and, although he is little, he seems to love your works just as much as I.  One of the memorable parts your visit was more than just the reading, it was meeting you.  It was a brief meeting but it left a lasting impression. I was a shy, very quiet, bookish little blonde girl, yet your friendship made me feel at ease.  You asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up.  I replied, "An archaeologist".  You told me that I could be anything I put my mind to.  And while I might not be an archaeologist, I have kept what you said to me all these years ago and think of it often. I just wanted to thank you. 

Morgan

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I was born – well, we all are, aren’t we?  Gosh, it’s so many years ago that I can hardly remember.  I know it was in a small town in England.  My father wasn’t there because he was an officer in the army and he’d been sent to Africa. So he didn’t get to see the red, squalling, bald, pooping baby my mother produced.  

After three years the army let him come home and this strange man began to live in our house.  (Maybe he wondered whom this strange child was living in his house!  I was still pooping and sometimes squalling, but at least I wasn’t still bald).  I decided to let him stay because he brought me a book and books were the best things in the whole world. 

I could read pretty well by the time I was five and I almost never asked for toys for Christmas, just books.  My Christmas stocking was filled with them and I thought Santa was so clever to know exactly what I wanted.

I played lots of imaginary games by myself.  One special one was where I was the mommy of four children.  The eldest one was called William and we all used to have amazing adventures together. These mostly took place in the closet where my mother aired the sheets and towels and always ended with William saving us from terrible disasters.  They were very exciting.

I grew up and got married to a very nice man and we had two little boys.  After we came to live in America, I decided I was going to be a children’s librarian in a school.  I loved that because it meant I could share books with children other than my own boys. 

One day, I had a great idea.  If I liked children’s books so much, why didn’t I try to write some of my own?  So I did and I was very lucky because they got published.   And that’s why I’m able to write this to you all now.  

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