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Life of a legend
SUDESHNA CHAKRABORTI
Did you know that Enid Blyton - the creator of characters like
Noddy, Fatty, George - almost made music her career? Enid
Blyton's aunt was a gifted musician and her father loved music.
Through her childhood, she not only heard classical music played
by her father, but also learnt to play the piano. She loved music
too - to play as well as to hear, but she was sensible enough to
understand that she could never be a composer. She wanted to
create something and that was stories.
While Enid Blyton learned music - sonatas and nocturnes and
passed one music examination after the other - she wondered how
she could tell her parents that she did not want a career in
music. A lot of money had been spent on her training. That made
her hesitant.
Enid wrote a lot and hoped her writings would get printed. One
author read one of her contributions and felt she could write.
Her family members were realists and did not feel the need to
encourage their daughter's fancy ideas.
So Enid wrote whatever she wanted - in secret, because almost
everything she wrote came back with unfailing regularity. A major
portion of her meagre pocket money went towards buying postage
stamps. This went on for sometime but Enid would not give up.
According to her estimate, she must have had "at least 500 things
sent back" to her!
At 17, about to leave school, she could not tell her parents that
she wanted be a writer. She started to prepare for an important
music examination. At that time, she went to spend a part of the
summer holiday with a family who had a farm.
Along with a trained kindergarten teacher, she taught a Sunday
school. Miss Blyton told Bible stories to the children there - in
simple words, drawing and painting pictures on the wall, as well
as helping in the handwork the children did.
And then it suddenly hit her! She knew what she really wanted to
do. She wanted to write for children and the best way to do so
would be to train as a kindergarten teacher. Then she would get
the opportunity to spend her days with children which would help
her find out their likes and dislikes, how they looked at the
world, their dreams, their fears, what they admired, what they
liked to read and what they hated - in short, Miss Blyton would
get to see the effect of her stories in her own students.
There was still one more hurdle to cross. Could she get her
father to agree to her decision to train as a teacher? She
thought deeply because she did not want to hurt her parents. Then
she called her father because she wanted to know his decision
immediately. That her father was astonished is to say the least.
But when he heard the note of earnestness in his daughter's
voice, he capitulated. Before ending the conversation, he said,
"Go your own way. At least it will put the idea of being a writer
out of your head and teaching is a fine profession."
(The material for this article has been taken from "The Story Of
My Life" by Enid Blyton)
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