– Walt Disney
There is nothing quite so joyful as a trip to a book store. The scent of paper, the loom shelves stacked high with all the wonders man can create. It’s a brilliant place that feels like home. Certainly Kindles are lovely things that let you travel far and wide with a library at your fingertips, and amazon is the very picture of convenience, but neither of them can ever replace a bookstore in my heart.
My daughter, who is a precocious bundle of two year old, loves to read. She started early with picture books and now will sit in my lap asking for story after story. In the past several weeks the stories she currently has have gotten boring as she’s outgrown the majority of them. So it was time for her first trip to a used bookstore. With a little credit and a lot of fun picking through shelves, we came home with 10 new treasures to enjoy together.
We chose classics like Doctor Seuss and Laura Ingalls Wilder, new ones I hadn’t heard of, and a couple paperbacks for when she’s a built older. The paperbacks are books I used to read when I was younger. All of it brought back a question that is to be taken very very seriously. In fact it doesn’t get much more defining than the answer to this question.
I ask you, dear readers, what was your favorite childhood book?
Were you entranced by a naughty cat in a hat? Did you run along the river with Henry and Ribsy? Maybe you cared for a prophetic pig at Caer Dallben while dreaming of the day you’d fight Arawn Death Lord. Or even swept away and sorted into just the right house for you. (PS, it’s raven claw).
Let me know in the comments!
This blog is a collaborative outlet for a group of Creative Writing Students. We take turns posting one day a week to share our favorite “wins” in our lives. I’m JK and mondays are mine. Anything I post will be signed -JK. If you want to read more of my posts, they are tagged JK as well. Thanks for reading!