It’s National Children’s Book Week
Books! Books! Books! I love books! I love the feel of them. I love the smell of them. I love the way they sound when they’re read. Not even a scrumptious piece of dark chocolate can take the place of a good book!
When I was growing up, our family owned a copy of Better Homes and Gardens STORY BOOK. Opening that book was like opening a treasure chest. Inside were stories, poems, finger games, a nonsense alphabet, songs, and fables. There was something for everyone in our family.
I leafed through the book the other day. It’s old and worn, but it still holds magic.
One of the first stories I remember reading with my mother was “The Little Red Hen.” It was a rebus story so I could read along with her.
There was “The House that Jack Built” with pictures by Randolph Caldecott and “Old Mother Hubbard” who owned a very clever dog.
I loved “Little Black Sambo.” I saw no racism in the story as some have claimed. To me it was about a very ingenious little boy who outsmarted some tigers and ended up with a special treat of one-hundred and sixty-nine pancakes!
There were other stories and poems that made me laugh and piqued my imagination. To this day, that book is still one of my all-time favorites. Each time I open it, I am filled with wonderful memories of my childhood and reading.
What are some of your favorites?