Amelia came from a rather poor family and though I say family, there was only her mother, she had no brothers or sisters and her father had died so long ago that Amelia only knew him from his photographs. These same photographs, her mother kept meticulously free of dust, on the oak mantelpiece, in the tiny cottage where they lived. So, yes, Amelia was rather poor and had none of the excellent toys and beautiful things that the other girls and boys had. Though Amelia had much, much more than them for she was always content and always happy, but most of all Amelia had imagination. You see, the children who had so many toys and beautiful things became bored so very quickly, constantly changing from one toy to the next and never really enjoying anything for very long. But to the contrary, so great was Amelia’s imagination that every new day of her life became the most fantastic day ever, filled with excitement and adventure.