I was also an early writer, and when I began to write, at about the age of seven, stories in pencil with crayon illustrations that my poor mother was obligated to read, I wrote exactly the kinds of stories I was reading: All my characters were white and blue-eyed, they played in the snow, they ate apples,  and they talked a lot about the weather, how lovely it was that the sun had come out.
文筆に親しみ始めたのも早く 7才頃にはクレヨンの絵付きで 物語を書き始め 母に読ませたものでした 私が書くのは まさに私が読んでいたような話です 登場人物はみな青い目をした白人 雪遊びをして リンゴを食べました  そしてよくするのは天気の話 太陽が顔を出してよかったね と