“ ‘Your world is as big as you make it.’* ”
Ginny slammed down her homework by the computer. “How the *** do I write about that?”
“Speak nicely Ginny,” said her mother.
“Yeah Mom. Sure.” Ginny flounced onto her chair.
“Sure.” She bit her apple, spitting out seeds.
Sure. Then Ginny started to type. Her mind found its groove, the essay growing swiftly under her hands, and fingers shrank.
“Ginny, where are you?”
“Here Mom,” she replied from inside the computer screen. “I’m in my own world now; it’s as big as I make it.”
(* quote from Georgia Douglas Johnson (1866-1966))