sliding down the rainbow of a childhood's read.

Books are amazing....I remember when I was little, the librarian would read to us for a whole class period. It was such a special treat, just as good as an hour school assembly... I also remember how I loved the "Choose Your Own Adventure" books, where you could choose the ending to the story.Honestly, I was one of those kids who would read all of the endings and THEN choose what I wanted.

For a while when I first ventured on volunteering here in SD, I volunteered at a library. I partnered with a guy, native to Hawaii and he played the guitar and we would sing songs. I would then read the kids a book, followed by a craft I had made up practically on the spot. It was such a great time. It was so simple, and we all had so much fun doing this every Monday evening. It was a delight to work with those kids and felt honored they would let me read and sing to them.

I love libraries. I love the atmosphere. I think its a great pick up joint too. I mean you really have to make some serious eye contact from across the room because shouting is not allowed. I also love the smell of old books and libraries. I have this odd fascination with unabridged dictionaries that are close to impossible to carry, that only a library can hold. I bet if I got one of those for my scrabble games, I could make up just about any combination of letters and it would for sure be in that book.

I still don't know how to use the Dewey Decimal Classification System, but I hope one day to learn the process and find my very own book among the shelves of books. I always thought it was nice when the librarian guided me to the book I was searching for.


I went to the library the other day and they were having a book sale on some children's stories. Got me to thinking about all of the books I read as a child.
Here are some books I remember :













and in my tweens:



What was your favorite childhood book?

Today is a beautiful day to grab some fresh lemonade and sit and read.