Anne colored and laughed a little , as she dropped her book and looked dreamily out of the window , where big fat red buds were bursting out on the creeper in response to the lure of the spring sunshine . `` I do n't know -- I do n't want to talk as much , '' she said , denting her chin thoughtfully with her forefinger . `` It 's nicer to think dear , pretty thoughts and keep them in one 's heart , like treasures . I do n't like to have them laughed at or wondered over . And somehow I do n't want to use big words any more . It 's almost a pity , is n't it , now that I 'm really growing big enough to say them if I did want to . It 's fun to be almost grown up in some ways , but it 's not the kind of fun I expected , Marilla . There 's so much to learn and do and think that there is n't time for big words . Besides , Miss Stacy says the short ones are much stronger and better . She makes us write all our essays as simply as possible . It was hard at first . I was so used to crowding in all the fine big words I could think of -- and I thought of any number of them . But I 've got used to it now and I see it 's so much better . '' `` What has become of your story club ? I have n't heard you speak of it for a long time . '' `` The story club is n't in existence any longer . We had n't time for it -- and anyhow I think we had got tired of it . It was silly to be writing about love and murder and elopements and mysteries . Miss Stacy sometimes has us write a story for training in composition , but she wo n't let us write anything but what might happen in Avonlea in our own lives , and she criticizes it very sharply and makes us criticize our own too . I never thought my compositions had so many faults until I began to look for them myself .
I felt so ashamed I wanted to give up altogether , but Miss Stacy said I could learn to write well if I only trained myself XXXXX be my own severest critic .
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