Favourite Children's Books (Part 10)

I hate to call anything a 'favourite' (apart from you, you are my favourite) but this book was just my favourite book for enough of time that it warrants the f-word. It's crazy but still brillinant and now the title reminds me of you. I give you: Mrs Frisby and the Rats of NIMH.

Yours, etc.

K

Favourite Children's Books (Part 8)

I've been holding off writing about this one a bit. Largely because I'm not sure I could deal with the mocking I might be subject to. This is the book that I read after I was forced to watch the remake of the Texas Chainsaw Massacre. I have no regrets about that and I've decided that I should consequently have no shame. So here we go: one of my very favourite books as a teenager was an American novel about horse-riding youths who solved crime.

I know, doesn't sound like my kind of book at all...

Yours, etc.
K

My day...

I was stumbling today, looking for something to put up here for you. I came across a blog I hurt, I am in fashion. (ihurtiaminfashion.com) I'm not sure how I feel about it, I think it's an interesting idea. The blogger takes fashion photos and adds captions that highlight the surreality of the industry. Some are good, some are weird, some aren't great. I like sharing my day with you though, and this has affected it so, for you:

Our Library (Part 7)

There will be ladders in our library, I assume.

Favourite Children's Books (Part 7)

Dear N,

I know this may be considered cheating, after all I've already put up a post about Enid Blyton's books, but I can't leave them out. Malory Towers are brilliant books! Perhaps too jolly hockey-sticks and Protestant for your taste, my love, I adored them. Can I remember a single plot line? No. Do I care? Quite the opposite, it will only make the books more enjoyable when I read them again!

Yours, etc.

K

Favourite Children's Book (part 6)

Dear N,

I wanted there to be something on the blog for you to find. So I was thinking about what you might like to find, then I remembered trying to find the duck in the Usborne Farmyard Tales, good times!

I hope you know what I'm talking about.

K

Favourite Children's Book (Part 5)

In deference to International Women's Day:

The Paper Bag Princess
story by Robert N. Munsch
art by Michael Martchenko.

When Elizabeth was a beautiful princess, she lived in a castle and had expensive princess clothes. She was going to marry a prince named Ronald.

Unfortunately, a dragon smashed her castle, burnt all her clothes with his fiery breath, and carried off Prince Ronald.

Elizabeth decided to chase the dragon and get Ronald back. She looked all over for something to wear, but the only thing she could find that was not burnt was a paper bag. So she put on the paper bag and followed the dragon. He was easy to follow because he left a trail of burnt forests and horses' teeth.

Finally, Elizabeth came to a cave with a large door that had a huge knocker on it. She took hold of the knocker and banged on the door. The dragon stuck his nose out the door and said, "Well, a princess! I love to eat princesses but I have already eaten a whole castle today. I am a very busy dragon. Come back tomorrow."

He slammed the door so fast that Elizabeth almost got her nose caught.

Elizabeth grabbed the knocker and banged on the door again. The dragon stuck his nose out the door and said, "Go away. I love to eat princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today. I am a very busy dragon. Come back tomorrow."

"Wait!" shouted Elizabeth. "Is it true that you are the smartest and fiercest dragon in the whole world?"

"Yes," said the dragon.

"Is it true," said Elizabeth, "that you can burn up ten forests with your fiery breath?"

"Oh, yes," said the dragon, and he took a huge breath and breathed otu so much fire that he burnt up fifty forests.

"Fantastic," said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath and breathed out so much fire that he burned up one hundred forests.

"Magnificent," said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath, but this time nothing came out. The dragon didn't even have enough fire left to cook a meatball.

Elizabeth said, "Dragon, is it true that you can fly around the world in just ten seconds?"

"Why, yes," said the dragon, and jumped up and flew all the way around the world in ten seconds. He was very tired when he got back but Elizabeth shouted, "Fantastic, do it again!"

So the dragon jumped up and flew around the whole world in just twenty seconds. When he got back he was too tired to talk, and he lay down and went right to sleep.

Elizabeth whispered very softly, "Hey, dragon,"

The dragon didn't move at all.

She lifted up the dragon's ear and put her head right inside. She shouted as loud as she could, "Hey, dragon!"

The dragon was so tired that he didn't even move.

Elizabeth walked right over the dragon and opened the door to the cave. There was Prince Ronald.

He looked at her and said, "Boy, you are a mess! You smell like ashes, your hair is all tangled, and you are wearing a dirty old paper bag. Come back when you're dressed like a real princess."

"Ronald," said Elizabeth, "your clothes are really pretty and your hair is all neat. You look like a real prince, but you are a bum."

They didn't get married after all.