I’ve read a lot of books but I don’t just have one favorite childhood book. I loved the Grimm’s Fairy Tales, Swiss Family Robinson and Charles Dickens just to name a few but my favorites were the ones that featured fairies, little people and talking animals!
I had a thing about fairies. I would look for them under the wild mushrooms or just about anywhere. The woods behind my house gave me a wonderland to explore and as a young girl I would be out there talking to the trees, the animals, singing songs I made up in my head and playing with the ducks in dirty puddles of water when it rained. The books I read further nurtured my love for fantasy and mom threw up her hands and gave up on raising the “lady” she wanted.
I don’t have one particular favorite book because I read voraciously and my appetite for books were all-consuming. I am no longer where I used to be since I write now and the written word no longer has the same appeal it used to have. One day I will get back to reading again and I hope that it will still hold “magic” within its grasp like it did a long time ago.
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