Reading Aloud the Real Stuff- The Gammage Cup
I believe whole-heartedly that if I am a bitter, dissatisfied, unappreciated, neglected, angry woman (for example), I will be a bitter, dissatisfied, unappreciative, neglectful, angry mother and wife, and every other role in my life.
|Union Venecia- First time I had a bookshelf in almost a year. Meant the world to my soul.|
(Getting off energetic soapbox in three, two, one)…
And so, I am, here again, tasting something that brings my heart the greatest joy. I no longer read to my kids child-trash literature that bores me to death and has no content. If I don’t like it, I don’t read it. I’m not passionate about it, and I don’t want to waste what could be amazing learning and growing and entertaining time being bored to death with plot-less, integrity-depleted garbage. So, Gammage Cup has meant the world, the world, the world to me; as have the other pieces I mention in this piece, has helped my soul grow deeper.
And to this, I deeply bow.
What books meant the world to you as a child? What was the first chapter book you read by yourself? (Mine was a book about a kid going out for the baseball team) What literary magic would you love to share with your kids, or have you?
Join me in sharing the deepest, smallest, and sometimes significant moments that life are made of. We happen to be globetrodding around this lovely planet. You may be at home; one day we will be too.