One of the things that Chris and I have talked about over the years are things we remember from our childhood. He said that one of his favorite books was Goodnight Moon.
I’d never read that book. But while shopping for a baby shower I found the book at Target of all places. I picked it up and started to read it.
What I like about it is that it’s really cute. And it also rhymed. I liked the thing about kittens and mittens, the chairs and the bears and the house and the mouse.
I stopped halfway through because we were in the store. But Chris said, “You can’t stop in the middle or I won’t sleep good.” So I finished the book.
I have since bought it for my nephew.
I don’t remember any books from my childhood. I remember having to read a lot of textbook-like short stories for children so that I could read English better. I knew no English when I moved here. I remember “See Nan Run” type things.
My first memory of any book is actually The Trumpet and the Swan. I remember the kid cut the webbing off the swan’s feet so it could play the trumpet. If I read it today, I don’t think I would be able to suspend my disbelief that much. A pig? A bear? I could believe they could play the trumpet. But swans? No. Do you know why?? Swans don’t have lips!!