Hello, my wonderlandians. How is your week going?
Mine is going really well. Today I am so excited for today’s post. Once again I am taking a prompt from The Broke and The Bookish. We are going to take about our favorite childhood books. Tell me what some are your favorites books were as a child.
Here we go.
Where the Sidewalk Ends turns forty! Celebrate with this anniversary edition that features an eye-catching commemorative red sticker. This classic poetry collection, which is both outrageously funny and profound, has been the most beloved of Shel Silverstein’s poetry books for generations.
Where the sidewalk ends, Shel Silverstein’s world begins. There you’ll meet a boy who turns into a TV set and a girl who eats a whale. The Unicorn and the Bloath live there, and so does Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout who will not take the garbage out. It is a place where you wash your shadow and plant diamond gardens, a place where shoes fly, sisters are auctioned off, and crocodiles go to the dentist.
Shel Silverstein’s masterful collection of poems and drawings is one of Parent & Child magazine’s 100 Greatest Books for Kids. School Library Journal said, “Silverstein has an excellent sense of rhythm and rhyme and a good ear for alliteration and assonance that make these poems a pleasure to read aloud.”
Shel Silverstein’s incomparable career as a children’s book author and illustrator began with Lafcadio, the Lion Who Shot Back. In 1964, Shel’s creativity continued to flourish as four more books were published in the same year—Don’t Bump the Glump!, A Giraffe and a Half, Who Wants a Cheap Rhinoceros?, and the beloved classic The Giving Tree. Later he continued to build his remarkable body of work with Where the Sidewalk Ends, A Light in the Attic, Falling Up, Every Thing On It, The Missing Piece, The Missing Piece Meets the Big O, and Runny Babbit.
This book was life for me when I was a little kid. I first heard about this book back when I was in the second grade. My teacher would read it to us for story time. Yes, we still did story time when I was 7 years old. I remember going into my school library and there were three kids always fighting over this book. I was always the victor. Look I did not become mistress of the underworld with out being a little sneaky.
Blubber is a thick layer of fat that lies under the skin and over the muscles of whales . . . When Linda innocently reads out her class project, everyone finds it funny. Linda can’t help it if she’s fat, but what starts as a joke leads to a sustained and cruel ritual of humiliation. Jill knows she should defend Linda, but at first she’s too scared. When she eventually stands up to the bullies, she becomes their next victim – and what’s worse, Linda is now on their side . . . Judy Blume has written some of the best books of our time about real-life issues – family stress and pressures, what happens when your parents divorce, the problems of growing up and sexual awakening, bereavement – with insight, sensitivity and honesty. The response of readers all around the world continues to make her one of the best-loved writers ever published.
This book is rather special to me. When I was a kid you could not get me to read for my life. I had a really hard time reading. I was below my reading level for the longest time. My grandmother gave me the book because she thought I would really like it. Well she was right. I could not put the book. Why it make it so special is because the book belonged to my grandmother.
An extraordinarily different story by Robert Munsch is a gentle affirmation of the love a parent feels for their child–forever. Sheila McGraw’s soft and colorful pastels perfectly complement the sentiment of the book–one that will be read repeatedly for years.
If you guys have not read this book go do! My great grandma, my grandma, and my mom loved this book. So I. I want to cry just thinking about. I would beg my mom to read this to me every night before bed. My mom would start crying before the end of the book. I never understood why. I would ask her and she said that they were happy tears. I would just laugh at her. Now I get it every time I read the book I start to ball my eyes out.
Seriously, me now. This book is so beautiful.
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