Do you remember your favorite book from childhood?
And it was.
I got Richard Scarry’s Best Storybook Ever for my birthday one year. I loved being read to and eventually reading it on my own. My favorite story was the one about a little bear who is on his father’s shoulders and the dad can’t find him. It took me longer than I care to admit to realize that the dad knew when the child was.
The stories were cute and taught me new words and categories of things. I still picture the calendar part at the end, showing pictures of the months.
I have given this book as a gift and currently sitting on my table to give at a baby shower. I got so nostalgic looking at it; they haven’t changed a thing, the little bear is still on the dad’s shoulders. I look forward to reading it to my new niece, hoping that she will get the same enjoyment.
I used to volunteer as a reader to a little child at her school. Once a week I would read to her. We read together for 4 years, 1-4th grades. It was an amazing experience and it is said that so much is gained from reading to a child, even up to 4th grade. Looking at this book I know this to be true.
I still have this book somewhere, it looks exactly the same except that it is pink and a bit worn.
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