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"summary": "The Block Tower is a short story about a determined little boy who sets himself an ambitious challenge: building a block tower as tall as he is. Each time the tower climbs from knee-high to chin-high and crashes down, he wrestles with doubt — but his mother's quiet, unwavering belief pushes him back to the blocks. On his third attempt, he takes care with every piece, and the tower rises past his nose, past his full height, standing tall at last.",
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"Some of the building-blocks were bought for a child who knew how to make all sorts of things with them: barns and bridges and palaces and churches. He was always thinking of something new to build. Once it was a tunnel for a train to go through, and another time it was a steamboat; and one day he said he would build a tower as tall as he was.",
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"“It’s chin-high now. Look! Look! Mother,” he called, but before Mother could turn her head, down came the blocks!",
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"“As tall as I am?” asked the little boy.",
"“As tall as you are,” said his mother.",
"So the little boy set to work once more piling the blocks one on top of another and taking pains with every one. Soon the tower was knee-high, waist-high, chest-high, chin-high, as high as the little boy’s nose! But it didn’t fall, not even when he put one more block on it and another one still. And then,",
"“It’s taller than I am,” called the little boy. Hurray!",
"He thought the tower was the very finest thing he had ever built. So did his mother.",
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