A Gay/campy chronicling of daily life in NYC,with individual kernels of human truth. copyright 2011 by The Raving Queen
Wednesday, August 8, 2018
I Still Remember The First Library Book I Took Out On My Own!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I must have been about five, and "The Wizard Of Oz" was fresh in my mind. At said time, I related, more than anything to the Witch. I wanted to fly, have that castle, and generate power. So, at this time of life, anything with witches, or witchcraft, caught my eye.
Which is how I came to discover "The Littlest Witch." I would take it out repeatedly, I probably could end up reciting the text. What a ghoulish little thing I was, but, honestly, girls, the story was so charming, I don't recall being a bit frightened.
It made an impression on me. How many of you, out there, recall your first library book????????????
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One of my first was Cappyboppy, by Bill Peet.
Young as I was, I remember feeling sorry for that poor animal.
Now, that is a title I am
not familiar with. Is it
still in print?
It sure is, as are many of his books!
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