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Unlisted - Enid Blyton in general – Reminsce Our Childhood Moments of Her

February 23, 2008 – Mimsy Kirana says: The Queen of Writing: Reminisce Of Childhood Moments I was a total duffling vegetable before I met the Queen of Writing, Enid Mary Blyton. I knew her from an accidental trip to the Giant Hypermarket at Senawang. I always liked to recount the memory (you’ll see that I have edited it with the help of my mum’s details), which I never could have deleted off my mind: I could still remember, only too well, the day when my mum and my dad, who took a day off from his strangling busy routine back in office, brought me to a Giant hypermarket to buy our food stocks when I was about eight. I sat in the trolley, even though I was eyed by the Giant worker despite my light weight and had fun touching the cans and packets and tins arranged neatly on the racks. When we finished shopping and paid the amounts, dad said something of going to the Bookmark, which was taken over by MPH now. As he is a bookworm, there's no wonder about that. Mum was at the women fiction (the books have sexy covers, so mum told me to go to the kids section) and I wandered in the bookshop myself. I didn't like books quite so much because I found them boring and the books were smelly at times. But, I like to see the colourful pictures of beautiful princesses in beautiful ballgowns and charming princes in charming suits. As I walked along the kids section, I noticed there was a large rack which was full of books signed by the same author. It was quite interesting to me, because there's no such racks anywhere but that rack. My desire to know better made me pick a book. The Greedy Rabbit: it said on the top with red letters and an illustration of a brown rabbit with yellow t-shirt and red trousers (2002 impression) came to my view. I found myself sitting down and reading the book, page by page. I was halfway through the book, when Mum appeared before me. "I want this book, " I said, gripping the book, acting as if my mum is a witch and that she will cast a spell to get rid off the book. "You don't always want books, but okay, " my mum replied. She took the book from my hands and looked at the price pasted at the back of the book. "It's not so expensive, anyway. Go and pick a better-looking one. This one has a bent edge, see?" As I had said earlier, I didn't like books quite much and I took a week to finish the book. The very next time we went to the Bookmark, I didn't waste another time wandering like a little lost soul. Instead, I pushed my way determinedly and sat at the rack until mum called me. And, the very same word was uttered out: "I want this book. " And, fifty-five "I want this book"s made my Enid Blyton's Popular Rewards into fifty-five ones. I grew fonder with Enid Blyton's masterpieces. I forced my mum and sometimes using my special, ultimate weapon, that is crying to buy me Enid Blyton's books. I cried for The Family Collection and The Mysteries Collection. I wept for The Amelia Jane Collection and The Faraway Tree Collection. I howled for The O' Clock Tales Collection and The Wishing Chair Collection. When I sat at my own Enid Blyton collections, I started to realize how much her books had inspired me. I have started, in fact, liked books as much as my dad did. I started to compete with my friends of our Enid Blyton collections. I started to improve my English, and did surprisingly well in my essays. Even my sisters got a shock with my drastic changing. All I'd like to say: EB, you rocks! Most people who had read my story of how I became a bookworm had praised me for such experience and made me swell with pride and my cheeks went red. You see, I have written the very same essay on a subject of “My Childhood Times”. I got an A+ for that, and… let’s get back to the topic! I didn’t have a pure intention of knowing an Enid Blyton site when I signed in the Internet. It was my very first time, I think so, and I just typed what came across my mind at first which is Enid Blyton. Then, out came the results. I clicked the first one, maybe I thought it must be clicked on sequence. When I finished checking everything in the site, I was excited to get my posts on the message board and shared opinions about Enid Blyton’s life and get so many people knowing you, that I sent my first message. It feels so good to know that there is someone who makes a website about her, her life, her love, her inspiration and her books most of all, of course. The one-thousand-and-one of lashing information about Enid Blyton in this website have made me feel near with me, including the warm, weirdo feeling every time I got hold of her books and lost in the powerful storybooks. Our bookshelves in our little house were full of books. They filled in my father’s study and my mother’s restroom, our dining room and kitchen, the living room and every room available in my house. In the other hand, I grew up in books. My mum seemed to think that if our house is full with books, I will grow fond of them. So, she created “The Red Mini Library”, where she stored all the books that are suitable for me on the white racks with red lines. As a child, I loved Enid Blyton’s books very much!!! I loved her Malory Towers series and St. Clare series. In fact, I often go to her section of kids even though I am a tall fourteen-years-old girl. She knew how to attach her readers in the most incredible way nobody knew how to. She made her readers feel as if they are part of the story. A fanatic fan and a voracious reader, I have read, and still read Enid Blyton’s books repeatedly, without a single scrape of boreness because she is the powerful story-telling sorceress, eh? Even though I am fourteen now, I never further my reading from Enid Blyton’s books. In fact, I often ask my mother if she can buy me another Blyton’s. Enid Blyton is, I swear, so amazingly fantastic and utterly superior. Well, as she is the Queen of Writing, there is NO DOUBT about that. Love and cheers, Mimsy Kirana.
	Inspector Jenks says: Thanks, Mimsy -- and well done! You managed to do what no one else has done to date -- caused me to leave in all the paragraph breaks so this post can be read as written instead of lumped together as one paragraph! And by the way, I was amazed to read that you're just fourteen. You remind me very much of Ming, who is (I believe) the same age and just as mature in her writing. Wonderful stuff, keep it coming! :-)
January 3, 2009 – hope189 says: Let me start off, saying that Mimsy has done a great job with the above message(or, should I say-a mini article?). I have been reading Enid Blyton for as long as I can remember, which is something remarkable considering the fact that I'm just 13. My mum used to read Blyton books when she was a kid. So, she used to read them to me and my brother all the time. I can't remember a childhood meal without an Enid Blyton story. Amelia Jane was indeed my favourite then! It was also one of the first Blyton books I owned. As soon as I learned to read(about 3 and a half / 4 years old), I started reading Enid Blyton books myself. Nine years ago, when I was five, I found out about a small library near my house. I got a membership there and started reading Famous Five and Secret seven. The first Famous Five book that I read was Five go to Billycock hill. It's indeed a great pity that there are no good bookshops in my hometown. So, I had absolutely no oppurtunities to buy the books. But, thank goodness, I managed to round up a considerable number of books during my visits to relatives and friends in other towns. Now, I shudder when I think what I would do during boring summer afternoons if it weren't for my huge, enviable(and steadily growing) collection of Blyton books.
September 6, 2009 – Jack Trent says: I know it may sound weird, but I NEVER read unless I have to, that is, until I met Blyton. Gosh! I started compiling my whole room with books. Like Mimsy, my first Blyton Book was The Greedy Rabbit. I hope people will read Blytons for the G generations to come. It's getting harder and harder to find it.
December 21, 2009 – Tuba says: Mimsy, I really appreciate your writing. I am almost 10 years now and had started reading EB's books since I was 6 and a half years. My mom who was a huge fan of EB had passed me all her books[some 73 of them]First starting with FF books, I thought they were the best books but then after starting the Mystery, Adventure and Secret series, I realise each of her own work compete against each other.
September 2, 2011 – Trevor says: Hello Mimsy Kirana, I have just finished reading your article/post above and liked it very much. Although you were fourteen in 2008 when you wrote this, I am currently thirteen and love Enid Blyton's works. I am, by others, described as a "bookworm" as I love to read good books. Enid Blyton is one of the best writers I have known. (I don't mean that I know her personally, but as an author. ) I just think that words can't describe her feats in writing. I would dearly love to have her "gift" of writing. I just wonder; "is there any other authors with the name of 'Blyton'? " and "Are they as good as 'Enid Blyton'? " In some way, I like other people writing continuations on Enid Blyton's books, but in another way, I do not. (I don't really know why. ) I have started about a year or less ago writing a couple of stories, and have just recently gone to the folder on the computer in which I stored my files, just to find my files gone! I had started writing for two different series and for some reason or another, my files have gone! Would you believe it? I had written a couple of chapters in both series, written a brief character description of some main characters, (I hadn't arranged a story, although I had a couple ideas of complications in-depth, but I knew one series, I wanted to be like the 'Five Find-Outers And Dog' series. That one I had worked on the most. ) all together, I had spent hours on the preparation and writing task and all to be wasted."Gah! " as 'Clear Orf' or Mr. Goon would say.
	Fatty says: I hope you can find the missing files, Trevor. An important lesson learned, always back up your stories on a USB stick or a CD.
September 2, 2011 – Sofia says: Good luck trying to find your missing files Trevor. I have the same fear. I'm writing an adventure story and I'm saving the files in my computer. But I'm a bit afraid of hackers so I'm thinking of trying Fatty's idea (by the way thanks! ) and save my files on a USB stick.
September 2, 2011 – Trevor says: Hello Fatty and Sofia, I think I'll never see those files again. I searched my computer manually and through the 'search' tool and cannot find them. So sadly, I pronounce them as 'disappeared' or 'gone'. Hmm. 'The Mystery Of The Missing Files'? or 'The Case Of The Disappearing Files'?
September 6, 2011 – Sofia says: Hi Trevor. Don't stop searching! I suggest you to look at the recycle bin for your missing files. Once more wish you good luck! : -).
September 7, 2011 – Trevor says: Hello Sofia, thanks for your advice but it was in vain (although I wish it wasn't). I have just checked again thought (just in case) and I'm sorry, but its not there."Gah! " I about once every month sift through the 'recycle bin' and delete what I don't deem necessary to have. - And I do not think at all that I would have deleted these files. (I am know to others to "keep far too much unnecessary clutter.").

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