The Secret Garden: A Childhood Classic

I just finished reading The Secret Garden and about a million childhood memories have come rushing back. I can remember visiting my Grandma and Grandpa as a child and watching The Secret Garden movie just about everyday during the week long stay at their home. I specifically recall my Grandmother doing her ironing while we watched the film together and her smiling and laughing when Mary told Colin "Might is only maybe and I don't care if you scream 'til you're blue in the face!" She loved the movie. The Hallmark version of this movie (which is nearly impossible to find anywhere these days!) I miss these memories. I miss her and while reading the book this past month I realized just how much I cherish these times we shared.

Anyways...enough sappy.

I did want to share a line from the book that I particularly loved:

"So long as Mistress Mary's mind was full of disagreeable thoughts about her dislikes and sour opinions of people and her determination not to be pleased by or interested in anything, she was a yellow-faced sickly, bored and wretched child. Circumstances, however, were very kind to her, though she was not at all aware of it. They began to push her about for her own good. When her mind gradually filled itself with robins, and moorland cottages crowded with children, with queer crabbed old gardeners and common little Yorkshire housemaids, with springtime and with secret gardens coming alive day by day, and also with a moor boy and his "creatures," there was no room left for her disagreeable thoughts which affected her liver and digstion and made her yellow and tired."

Where you tend a rose, a thistle cannot grow