< Upheaval: Once upon a time

Friday, November 24, 2006

Once upon a time

I love kids' books. I love them. I love to open a book and see familiar pictures, and read familiar words. I love Peter Rabbit and all of the friends Ms. Potter created for him. I love Mrs. Piggle Wiggle and all her silly "cures." I love The Wizard of Oz, The Boxcar Children, SuperFudge, Ramona, and Trixie Belden. I have a special place for Anne of Green Gables. I am enthralled by Laura Ingalls Wilder. I love the old, maroon fabric-covered book that holds my favorite childhood tale, "Little Black Sambo." I remember going to the library and searching the shelves for those magical stories that I got to keep for two weeks! I recall being WAY too old to be read to, and still, my mother read me Dorrie the Witch while I soaked in the tub.

Books stay with me, much as movies stay with some people. While my friends are quoting parts of The Princess Bride (which I have seen exactly once, about ten years ago), I am thinking of parts of books that recently graced my nightstand. Sometimes I even get deja vu about something in my life, only to realize that it is similar to something I read. Okay, now that is a little weird.

So my question to you is, what childhood books make you nostalgic? Which stories really take you back to mama's lap? I want to know cause there are so many I have forgotten! Remind me!

5 Comments:

Blogger YankeeAmanda said...

I'm very sad to say that my parents didn't read to me. I became a reader anyway, cherishing my copies of the "Little House on the Prairie" series. I intend to pass them on to Jadyn one day.

8:31 PM  
Blogger chirky said...

I love, love, love Yertle the Turtle by Dr. Seuss.

9:10 PM  
Blogger Kelly said...

My parents never read to me either...aren't we sad? Anyway, my 4th grade teacher read aloud "Tales of a 4th Grade Nothing", "Super Fudge", and "Otherwise Known as Sheila the Great". I Luu-huh-ve Judy Blume.
Oh, and there was one "Golden Book" that my mother DID read to me before my sister was born...I can picture the illustrations vividly, but I don't know the name of the book ( I wasn't even 3 years old). I'd LOVE to own it though...

9:15 PM  
Blogger YankeeAmanda said...

Oh yeah, and when I hit 5th grade, it was the quintessential coming-of-age book, "Are You There, God? It's Me, Margaret".

4:08 PM  
Blogger Jennboree said...

Our parents encouraged reading, for which I am grateful. There's nothing like the way an imagination blooms with Blume :)

4:17 PM  

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