Margaret Crompton has a BA in English Literature and a diploma in Social Sciences. She has worked as a Social Work Practitioner and a University Lecturer in Social Work. She has also taught English as a Foreign Language in Poland.
Fortunately, writing poems and stories was encouraged at home and school. From 1974 Margaret has had numerous articles, papers, books on communicating with children published; from 1996 publications developed into ideas and practice regarding children’s spiritual well-being: in social work, health/medical care/education. Commissions include Barnardo’s; Central Council for Education and Training in Social Work; Down Syndrome Education Trust; University of Western Sydney.
Since 2013 Margaret has been exploring poetry, short stories, drama, children’s literature. Her publications include Occupational Therapy 1879, in 2013 in A Speaking Silence: Quaker poets of today; The Sellwood Girls and When Queen Victoria Came To Tea in 2015, Lyme Regis: Magic Oxygen with John Crompton; Belle’s Bows in 2016 in Brick Lane Tales: stories about London’s iconic East End,London, Brick Lane. A play about Anne Askew in currently in rehearsal for 2019.
Q: If you could travel in the past, which one of the great writers would you like to meet and why?
A: George Eliot. To greet her on her 200th birthday on 22 November 2019. I admire her courage, compassion, understanding and love, her ability to risk failure – every book is an experiment –, her spirit surviving ill health, rejection, bereavement, sadness. Her incomparable writing.
Q: What is the first book you remember reading, or being read to as a child?
A: Copy-Kitten (1943) by Helen & Alf Evens, London: Faber & Faber, bought in Bombay. A present from my father, serving in India during the war.
I still have the book, which has plain cardboard covers decorated with a simple stuck-on picture, illustrated with drawings in black and yellow. There were many more books but this came to mind at once when I read this question.
Conversation with The Shannon Trust (literacy in prisons) has led me to realise the privilege of being able to remember shelves full of books from earliest childhood, when many adults have no access to reading or writing, and no memories of being read to.
Q: Who is your person of inspiration?
A: My husband, John.