This is the second year the Library has held a Scholastic Book Fair. Last year we were able to add about $1000 worth of materials to our Curriculum Center and send help to our adopted sister Library at Charles Finney School where Drew attends.
Book Fairs are dangerous things. I know I am going to buy books despite my resolve not to clutter my house with tons of books (hah! I have no more room to house them in my apartment and my office is full to overflowing). Books are friends, patiently waiting for you to rediscover them, to fall in love with their stories, to share them with others. It can become an addiction.
I restrict myself to the purchase of required texts for classes and books to send my darling grandchildren. I hope they do read them even though they are still so young. I asked one of the library staff who has a young daughter to go with me and help select both books for my grandchildren and books for the Finney Library. It was a great choice.
She read me books. We laughed and giggled over the antics of the Pout Pout Fish who's life was changed by a simple kiss. We reveled in the grumpy tantrums of llama llama and pushed the duck quacking button twice just to make noise. We touched all the animal skins in the zoo book from the fuzzy panda to the slimy lizard. We sighed over books we had read when we were young and oohhhed over books we wish had been written when we were young.
We spent a good hour there, dipping into the pleasures displayed copiously about the conference room on tables, shelves and display racks. There were book commercials running on the DVD screen that sucked you right in and made you want to find that book and read it on the spot. The Adventures of a Wimpy Kid are all the rage this year and shared shelf space with classics like Madeleine L'Engle's A Wrinkle in Time.
I walked out with an armload of books and a depleted checkbook and a smile on my face. It has been years since anyone read a book to me and I am still charmed by the experience. Read me another, I wanted to say. Please, please, please! I am a sucker for a good story.
1 comment:
I was doing some Google searching on my and Dan Hanna's book title just now, and I ran across this blog post. So I thought I'd pop into the comments section here to tell you that it tickled me to know that The Pout-Pout Fish brought a smile to your face! :)
I have some small bookmarks that have The Pout-Pout Fish on them. If you'd like one, or if you'd like a stack of them for the school, just email me care of my web site, and I'd be glad to send some along.
Best Fishes to you!
Debbie Diesen
www.deborahdiesen.com
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