Three New Zealanders: Janet Frame

quite a few years ago I first heard of author J. frame by watching "Angel at my Table" I then purchased her book "Owls do Cry" her life growing up as a child outside of her family was full of sadness, and I know alone,you tend to write ,and deep feelings make excellent writers. I wish I had the chance to have been able to write to her when she was still with us to tell her that I loved her short stories ,and her sensitivity I believe made her who she became in spite of all she had endured.

A VICTIM OF CRUELTY AND JUDGEMENT., TODAY SHE WOULD BE CONSIDERED THE VICTIM OF BULLYING. TO FEEL SO ISOLATED AT A TIME WHEN DEATH WAS ALL AROUND HER AND THERE WAS NO ONE TO EXPRESS HER SORROW AND PAIN TO MUST HAVE DRIVEN THE THERMOMETER OF ANGUISH TO A HIGH TEMPERATURE OF DEPRESSION IN HER YOUNG MIND. SHE IS A TRUE NEW ZEALAND HERO FOR ALL THE GIRLS WHO ARE LONELY,SHY AND UNPOPULAR. THIS EXAMPLE OF BRAVERY AND PERSISTENCE SERVES THE TRUTHS OF THE FACTS THAT THE WAY YOU FEEL OR THE WAY YOU ARE PERCEIVED BY OTHERS DOES NOT MATTER. JANE SAW HERSELF A POET,DID THE WORK AND ALTHOUGH SHE WAS THE MOST UNLIKELY WOMAN TO ACHIEVE TRUE .LITERARY STARDOM,SHE PREVAILED AGAINST THE ODDS. JUST HAVE A LOVE AND RESPECT FOR HER THAT IS TRULY SINCERE. BLESS YOU,JANE

What an extraordinary woman she was. Almost pained in her expression of ideas, and yet so easily winging into laughter.