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“Clank, crash, clank. Ramona forgot about her father being out of a job, she forgot how cross he had been since he gave up smoking, she forgot about her mother coming home tired from work and about Beezus being grouchy lately. She was filled with joy.”

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Book:Ramona and Her Father
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Ramona and Her Father

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Beverly Cleary
Beverly Cleary

Beverly Cleary is an American author renowned for her children's literature. Born on April 12, 1916, her works are characterized by their close connection to the lives of children and their humorous style, which has won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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