" As for Maia, she was to go back to school.
“She will be safe there for a few years till she is ready to go out into the world,” Mr. Murray had written to Miss Minton.
So now Maia was collecting her memories.
“We mustn’t only remember the good bits,” she said. “We must remember the bad bits, too, so that we know it was real.”
But there weren’t really any bad bits once she had escaped from the twins. The fried termites which the Xanti had cooked for them hadn’t tasted very nice, and there had been a tame bush turkey which woke them up at an unearthly hour with its screeching.
“But it was all part of it,” said Maia. “It belonged. "

― Eva Ibbotson , Journey to the River Sea