I am a reader. I read books.
I read book reviews and I read about books. Reading books to children is golden. Perhaps
it was with this in mind that when Mr. Handy revisited children’s literature when
reading to his own children, he had a different perspective on what he
remembered as a child. That is only
logical and perhaps this is what sparked the idea for this book. I was allowed to read an advance copy of Wild
Things and put everything aside to read it when it arrived.
Mr. Handy
introduces this book by introducing us to the first book published specifically
for children in 1690. It reads pretty
much like an adult shaking a finger in a child’s face while saying: Strive to
Learn. Use no ill words. Tell no lies,
etc. Our children are so lucky!
Wild Things is presented chronologically,
beginning with Goodnight Moon, a book he adores and which was definitely
not a favorite with my children. But reading this, I learned a lot about what
we missed and why we should have liked it. I thought right here, at the very start, that
looking at a book written for a child and read to a child would
look very different as an adult. And it
was with this book that the author introduced us to how he was going to handle
this book. We would be given the back
story of the story and the author. We
would learn a lot about the authors. I loved that. The book continues marching through time with
Fairy Tales and Maurice Sendak, then Beatrix
Potter and talking animals (in this, the author and I digress. I can agree with his scholarly take on why
animals are book characters instead of people, but my take is much simpler. You can give a book with a boy as the main
character to a girl and she will accept it but generally, you can’t give a book
to a boy about a girl and expect him to read it. Even Kindergarteners will
groan if you pull out a “pink” book for storytime. If an animal is the character they will all
accept it. Right or not, that’s been my experience.)
I loved learning about Dr. Seuss, Beverly
Cleary’s Ramona books, and was very disappointed that the one book that never
left me, Little Women was one he couldn’t find many good things to say
about. He didn’t like it, I loved it. Again, this is probably something to do with
age. When given a book as a child that
makes a huge impression on you, that book means something for the rest of your
life. But he acknowledges people like me in his discussion.
This book was
funny, thoughtful, truly celebrates how
lucky children today are to have the literature they have available to them,
admonishes us to read children’s literature again for ourselves, and it was much too short. I would love a book dinner with this
author. I probably couldn’t keep up with
him on a scholarly level, but on the emotional level, I could. The bibliography alone is worth the price of
the book.
Hi Denice
ReplyDeleteoh I love reading too, but I never have enough time!
Denise do you buy all the books you review or do you borrow them from the Library?
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