I learned to dream through reading, learned to create dreams through writing, and learned to develop dreamers through teaching. I shall always be a dreamer.

Without the local library in my neighborhood, I don’t think I would have grown up to be a writer or a teacher.

Thoughts need words. Words need a voice.

But I'll always love you, and I'll always miss you and I'll never forget that It's okay to put dragons in the jungle and tears on a tiger

By the way, there is nothing cute about a pink wheelchair. Pink doesn't change a thing.

Words. I'm surrounding by thousands of words. Maybe millions...Deep within me, words pile up in huge drifts. Mountains of phrases and sentences and connected ideas. Clever expressions. Jokes. Love songs...I have never spoken one single word. I am almost eleven years old.

She talked to me like I was just like any other student, not a kid in a wheelchair.