Elizabeth Boleman-Herring: Waking to Consciousness With the Word: Reading to Children
Huffington Post - almost 4 years
"A book is really like a lover. It arranges itself in your life in a way that is beautiful. Even as a kid, my sister, who was the eldest, brought books home for me, and I think I spent more time sniffing and touching them than reading. I just remember the joy of the book, the beauty of the binding. The smelling of the interior. Happy."
--Maurice Sendak, author of Where the Wild Things Are
"You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write."
Today at 4 a.m., the knocking and soughing of the radiators, a floor below our bed, is burglars: inept, dropping my husband's priceless trumpets and my mother's Gorham spoons into pillow cases.
When I first moved into this alien, New Jersey structure, the wee-hour cacophony comprised, I felt sure, squirrels catapulting heavily between our house's inner and outer walls; or gale-force winds turning roof-high corners on their way south; or certainly, the long, diminishing whistles of
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