I spent the morning at a correctional facility with the Storybook project listening to women read to me. Well, not me really, since I am merely recording their reading to their children, but I get to enjoy the stories they read nonetheless. I have young children and I read to them or help them read to me every day. I love children’s books and I feel like one of the perks of parenthood is getting to rediscover my childhood favorites as well as discover new books with my children. Of late, I’ve read Holes, a powerfully mystical story about redemption, worth and onions, the entire Mark Brown corpus of Arthur books and Beverly Cleary’s Ramona and Her Father.
Although I adore reading in general, hearing stories read aloud holds my attention and ignites my imagination in a different way than reading silently to myself. I find that spending the morning listening to different women read is a treat as I wonder why they picked the book they did and then listen as they choose different levels of inflection and expression. I’m also aware that these few minutes of reading also comprise a rare moment of quiet and “alone” time they have with their child. Although the solitude remains one-sided, the chance to speak quietly and intimately is palpable. You lose the privilege of being alone with your child in a correctional facility.
And so I started thinking about favorite books from childhood. Granted, a far more light-hearted topic than usual for FamilyScholars, but I’d love to know what your favorite storybooks read to you in childhood were? Who read them to you?