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Meghan Cox Gurdon: The quiet thrill of buried treasure from Robert Louis Stevenson
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Sat, Mar 16, 2013
In our futuristic present, Google may be close to mapping the last remote bits of tundra, and physicists may have discovered the "God particle," but happily, the past continues to have the capacity to surprise and enchant. Here's a lovely thing. A long-lost essay by Robert Louis Stevenson...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: Flying in America: Indignities in the name of security
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Wed, Mar 13, 2013
"If you're wearing a belt, I highly recommend that you remove it!" a man in uniform shouted over the heads of the civilians standing obediently in front of him. "That's rich," a man in the crowd muttered to his wife. "He says 'recommend,' but he means 'do it.' " "Folks, I'm telling you,"...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: When leeches give a kid the creeps, there's nothing like a pair of socks
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Sat, Mar 9, 2013
"I'm scared of them. What if they get me?" "They're not going to get you," I said, drawing the blankets up beneath the youngest daughter's chin. Smoothing the covers with my hand, I took care to tuck her feet in so that she was wrapped up like a human calzone, as she likes. "But they might...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: Billy the Wonder Dog has his moment in the snow
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Wed, Mar 6, 2013
"Oh look at how fat they are!" "They really are lazy! They're falling lazily from the sky, as people always say!" "Let's go make a snowman!" cried the youngest child. "The thnow ithn't thick enough yet," said her older sister. It was her first day wearing a new retainer on her teeth, and...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: The best laid plans require proper timing
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Sat, Mar 2, 2013
"How long are you going to be, Madam?" "Oh, about an hour and a half," I said gaily, handing the nice valet driver my keys. In a triumph of personal organization, I had actually managed to get from the suburbs to the Willard Hotel in time to attend a lunchtime speech. It is not an easy...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: Waiting for ... well, just about everything
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Updated: Wed, Feb 27, 2013
"When's dinner?" Honk. "When I get back from dropping your sister at dance class." Honk. "Can I eat something now?" "Have an apple if you must, but otherwise wait until I get back for a real dinner." Honk. Honk. "I can't wait, I'm starving!" said the child, but she grabbed an apple...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: Meghan Cox Gurdon: Weighed down by leisure, a young girl exalts in a job well done
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Sat, Feb 23, 2013
"Can't we go bowling?" "No, we can't, honey." "What about shopping?" "Certainly not." "Can I watch TV?" "On a beautiful day like this? Not a chance." "Well, what can I doooooooo?" The grown-up in this discussion had a ready answer. "You could make thank-you cards, as your sister is...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: Fat, bored and nearly dead? Juicing could be the thing for you
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Wed, Feb 20, 2013
It wasn't the bleak winter weather that inspired a friend of mine to live differently, nor a New Year's resolution, nor even an uneasy sense that coffee every morning and red wine every evening was not, perhaps, the ideal system for maximum health and mental efficiency. "No, I just got bored,"...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: When a blond dog is caked in mud, all you need is love
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Published: Sat, Feb 16, 2013
"Whoa!" cried a young woman, admiringly. "Whoa!" yelped an older man, jerking back to avoid being touched. "What," marveled a third bystander, "are you going to do with him?" The woman with the black dog that had once been flaxen gave them all a look of humorous despair. She sighed...
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Meghan Cox Gurdon: A daughter's suspenseful countdown to Valentine's Day
Meghan Cox Gurdon
Updated: Wed, Feb 13, 2013
"Don't look in my folder!" The cry was sharp and panicky. The child had just seen her mother extract an orange folder from her backpack, having already removed a wadded-up blue T-shirt, a handful of dented pencils with the lead snapped off and a green apple missing a single bite. You never...

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