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Oh, what a happy child I am

As I stand back from the two windows in
our room and look at the blue sky, I see a
Spitfire heading toward me. “It can’t be”
I tell myself, “I must be daydreaming.”
I suddenly realise that I’m looking at the
picture that Jean Chinchen gave me, now
fixed on the wall between the two
windows!

Hello! To all our friends at Swanage URC. We send greetings and
love. Many thanks for all the kind gifts: money, book tokens, couple
of pairs of odd socks, lovely cards and letters, etc., etc. We can’t
forget your love?

But I want to ask, do you have a good memory? Are you good at
quoting long poems, or passages of Scripture? Well, you might say
that you can certainly remember some.

I want to tell you about a young blind girl who had an amazing
memory, and at the age of ten could recite word perfect the whole
of the first four books of the Old Testament, and the whole of the
four Gospels. She also remembered many Psalms and Proverbs.
As she grew older she had the increased desire to write poems?
What she wrote attracted the eye of the public. She had four books
published - of which I have three - and they are quite remarkable.
The first poem she wrote was:

Oh, what a happy child I am,
Although I cannot see!
I am resolved that in this world
Contented I will be.

How many blessings I enjoy
That other people don’t!
So weep or sigh because I’m blind
I cannot nor I won’t!

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