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Welcome back dear reader. Edgar Eagle finally finished his nap. You know, it is just like an eagle to stop to nap in the middle of a good story. He stretched and yawned and asked, “Now where was I in the story?” “The Queen had just finished the ‘Queens Road’ and was about to
start on some other project,” I told him hurriedly. Edgar then continued the story.
The construc on began on the monument and went more quickly than the road, because now there were trained and skilled workers available. That is not to say that there weren’t problems. And every time there was a problem, the advisors would caution the Queen that the project was too costly and would take too long. Still the young Queen persisted
and eventually the many-roomed monument was completed.
I thought about how interesting it is that difficult things get easier after we learn certain skills. I remember how difficult it was to learn how to land on a big branch. I thought I never would learn how to do it but I did. And look at me today; I can land on just about anything. So I understood this part of the story.
Now that people in the Queen’s country had learned how to build a road of stone, they could build bridges and other things of stone. I said to Edgar, “So everything got easier for the Queen now.”
Edgar gave me one of those looks that mean, “Not so fast buddy.” He did not say anything; he just cleared his throat and con nued the story.
The Queen then set out on a great adventure. She went throughout the world to search out the 1,000 greatest books. This proved to be much more difficult than she had ever imagined.
Not only were the travels difficult and dangerous but now she had to study all potential ‘great’ books. She had to understand them and then determine which were the best. She found that she had to talk to hundreds of wise people and read thousands of books.
O en, late at night when she was red, she would remember the Wizard telling her, “You will never be smart because you were born under the wrong stars.”
She could also hear her advisors telling her, “This book stu is foolish and no task for a Queen.” She got fearful that bad things might be going on in the kingdom while she was in these foreign countries, for she had no way to communicate with home. Some nights her fears and frustra ons got the best of her and she would pack her bags to return home.
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