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“Laura knew then that she was not a little girl any more. Now she was alone; she must take care of herself. When you must do that, then you do it and you are grown up. Laura was not very big, but she was almost thirteen years old, and no one was there to depend on. Pa and Jack had gone, and Ma needed help to take care of Mary and the little girls, and somehow to get them all safely to the west on a train.”

Quote by Laura Ingalls Wilder

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Laura Ingalls Wilder
Laura Ingalls Wilder

American writer, famous for her Little House on the Prairie series, which tells the story of her growth experience in the Midwest of the United States in the 19th century. Her works have won the hearts of readers and had a profound impact on later generations. more

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