I miss high school.
Category: Books
I love children’s books. I don’t mean modern day young adult fiction, like the Harry Potter or Hunger Games series (Not that these aren’t worth a read), but the true classics like Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking Glass, Peter Pan and Wendy, The Water Babies, and Winnie-the-Pooh.
As children, we learn to appreciate the value of a good story. Children know what it means to suspend disbelief long enough to really believe that genies live in lamps and fairy godmothers can get us out of tight places.
We show off our books like merit badges because we are proud of the ideas we have ingested and as we should be, to display what has inspired us.
