Wondering & wandering

Childhood stories

I am a book worm. Completely and utterly. I love reading and, in spite of a brief vacation from my favourite pastime after uni (who can enjoy it after enduring lecture slides and your own essays?) have never strayed far from my first love.

Recently, I saw a Facebook gripe about reading’s newly acquired cool factor. After years of being called a nerd, said Facebook friend is upset by the alarming number of so-called
Hipsters who have taken up books as further proof of their being en vogue.
While his status was helluva funny, I had to admit I beg to differ: there is absolutely no limit to the imagination, and more than enough books, writers and blogs to go around.

Growing up I had the luxury of parents who read to me. I call it a luxury because many children grow up with parents who don’t have the time, the energy or even the inclination to do so. Without sounding like Gwyneth Paltrow, I’m grateful mine believed in the magic of bedtime stories and the importance of reading (and playing outside!) over watching tv.

As with many voracious readers this woke in me a deep love for the written word. Besides, who cannot fall in love with the oddities of the English language after reading Roald Dahl’s ‘The BFG’? Or the absurdity of accent and tone found in ‘The Witches’? The mandatory Enid Blyton collection alone is enough to transport one to another world: think faraway trees and enchanted woods, underground palaces and English boarding schools. Every word a step further into the imaginary realm.

Similarly, children’s books offer the added pleasure of illustration, and, looking back at my own books, the quality of the artwork is astounding. I’ve recently dug out a few of my favorites, mostly books my mom passed onto me from her own 60s childhood.

The covers range from the groovy (bohemian fairies in fuchsia and violet) to the charming (E.H. Shepard’s illustrations in Winnie-The-Pooh), my personal favourite being the map of the Hundred Acre Wood.

There isn’t much point to this post other than wanting to share my love of reading, and my equally passionate love of illustration. I hope you like these covers as much as I do. Got any favourites of your own?




















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