Little Amy in India
Price: $6.00
- This is the Foreward to the book:
"Little Amy" wasn’t "Little Amy" to me. She was my "Little Grandma."
Little Grandma made up for her short stature with a firecracker personality. When I was seven, she moved into our home to care for me while my mother recovered from a life-threatening illness. I quickly learned to fear and respect this little woman. She didn’t put up with any “monkey business” and had some very creative ways of enforcing obedience.
Sometimes, when I had not completed an assigned task, she would start telling me a story from her childhood. I loved Grandma’s stories and would sit absolutely spellbound. Invariably, as she reached the most exciting part and I was insatiably wondering what would happen next, Grandma would pause and seem to lose all interest in storytelling.
"Grandma, don’t stop!" I would beg.
With a bright twinkle in her pearly green eyes, Grandma would reply, "Just as soon as you finish your chores for the day, we can finish the story." It never failed to get the desired results.
Thankfully, my little Grandma has lived a very long time. I’m a grown woman now with children of my own. They love to crowd around "Little Great-Grandma Amy" and listen to the very stories you will read in these books—without any pauses for uncompleted chores.
—Rachel Nelson, granddaughter
