I first read Watty Piper’s 1930 classic, ‘The Little Engine That Could’, in my second year of primary school. The story is about a little train engine that was neither so big nor strong. Yet, what it lacked in strength, it compensated with a heart of courage and wheels of determination.
On the other side was a village nestled by mountains, where children eagerly awaited the delivery of toys and delicious treats they had been promised. Everything was set except…
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