{"id":3908,"date":"2010-05-23T22:49:28","date_gmt":"2010-05-23T14:49:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/2010\/05\/23\/wei_hai_zi_20100523\/"},"modified":"2025-09-14T21:39:27","modified_gmt":"2025-09-14T13:39:27","slug":"wei_hai_zi_20100523","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/2010\/05\/23\/wei_hai_zi_20100523\/","title":{"rendered":"Mas\u00adters of the Art of Sto\u00adry\u00adtelling for Chil\u00addren (I)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nMiss Porter, 26, in 1892<\/em><\/p>\n

    On Sep\u00adtem\u00adber 4, 1893, a young woman liv\u00ading at 2 Bolton Park Road, Kens\u00ading\u00adton, Lon\u00addon, picked up her pen and pre\u00adpared to write a let\u00adter to a five-year-old boy named Noel More. He was a mis\u00adchie\u00advous yet lov\u00adable child, now ill and bedrid\u00adden. What should she write to him? As Miss Porter pon\u00addered, her eyes fell on her pet rab\u00adbit, Peter. Inspi\u00adra\u00adtion struck her. She wrote: \u201cDear Noel, I don\u2019t know what to write. Let me tell you the sto\u00adry of the four lit\u00adtle rab\u00adbits. Their names were Flop\u00adsy, Mop\u00adsy, Cot\u00adton-Tail, and Peter\u2026\u201d
\n\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNo.1<\/p>\n

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\nNO.2<\/p>\n

As she wrote and drew, four vivid lit\u00adtle rab\u00adbits, each with their own unique expres\u00adsions, came to life on the page, fol\u00adlowed by their moth\u00ader, Mrs. Rab\u00adbit. Before leav\u00ading, Mrs. Rab\u00adbit warned the lit\u00adtle rab\u00adbits that they could play in the fields or on the paths, but not in Mr. McG\u00ado\u00adna\u00adgal\u00adl\u2019s gar\u00adden, because that\u2019s where Mr. Rab\u00adbit\u2019s father met with an acci\u00addent and was made into a pie by Mrs. McG\u00ado\u00adna\u00adgall. But as soon as Mrs. McG\u00ado\u00adna\u00adgall left, Peter Rabbit\u2014the pro\u00adtag\u00ado\u00adnist of this story\u2014headed straight for the gar\u00adden, embark\u00ading on a thrilling adven\u00adture\u2026 The let\u00adter spanned eight pages, inter\u00adspersed with 16 small, vivid draw\u00adings.
\n\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNO.3<\/p>\n

\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNO.4<\/p>\n

\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNO.5<\/p>\n

\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNo. 6<\/p>\n

\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNo.7<\/p>\n

\"\u4e3a\u5b69\u5b50\u8bf4\u6545\u4e8b\u7684\u827a\u672f\u5927\u5e08\u4eec\uff08\u4e00\uff09\"
\nNo.8<\/p>\n

On that day, the 27-year-old Miss Porter could hard\u00adly have imag\u00adined that this let\u00adter would become one of the most famous in his\u00adto\u00adry, pre\u00adserved to this day. The book she lat\u00ader adapt\u00aded from it, The Tale of Peter Rab\u00adbit, remains a best\u00adseller over a cen\u00adtu\u00adry lat\u00ader, wide\u00adly read and loved by gen\u00ader\u00ada\u00adtions of chil\u00addren and adults. In the his\u00adto\u00adry of chil\u00addren\u2019s book pub\u00adlish\u00ading, it is wide\u00adly rec\u00adog\u00adnized as the pio\u00adneer\u00ading work of the mod\u00adern pic\u00adture book.<\/p>\n

To know what hap\u00adpens next, please wait for the next episode.<\/a>
\nMas\u00adters of the Art of Sto\u00adry\u00adtelling for Chil\u00addren (Part 2)<\/a>
\nMas\u00adters of the Art of Sto\u00adry\u00adtelling for Chil\u00addren (Part 3)<\/a><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Miss Porter, 26, in 1892<\/p>","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3899,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"wp_typography_post_enhancements_disabled":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[23],"tags":[253,5,254,25,323,6,26,252,92],"class_list":["post-3908","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-timemachine","tag-253","tag-5","tag-254","tag-25","tag-323","tag-6","tag-26","tag-252","tag-92"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/09\/20706741_2.jpg","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3908","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3908"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3908\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4082,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3908\/revisions\/4082"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/3899"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3908"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3908"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3908"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}