Oh thank you, maybe I'll try that. My daughter has at least one of those books, which she re-reads from time to time. She is 12.
I think we all need to slow down sometimes, or we miss a lot of the delicate details. My kids go to a school that does not embrace television. They are all about the delicate details.
I remember as a little girl I used to love bedtime stories from my grandmother (rest her sweet soul) about the "Olden Days." She would sit by my bed at night when I stayed with her and tell me stories about when she was a little girl. They were magical. I hung on her every word. She had Scandinavian parents who had immigrated from Sweden and Finland (the Finns were Swedish speaking) and had instilled in her a love and appreciation for life itself, the little things. They were hard-working people who taught her to be kind and to stop and smell the roses.
She also told me a lot about the great depression of the 1930's and how everyone coped. Back then it wasn't such a fast-paced dog-eat-dog society where everyone was looking out for number one. Everyone pitched in to help each other. They bonded and made it through.
I guess I went off on a tangent there, but your comment had me thinking. I wish my grandma was still around so I could continue to pick her brain. I think she could teach our current society a few things.
Re: Sometimes reading makes me cranky.
I think we all need to slow down sometimes, or we miss a lot of the delicate details. My kids go to a school that does not embrace television. They are all about the delicate details.
I remember as a little girl I used to love bedtime stories from my grandmother (rest her sweet soul) about the "Olden Days." She would sit by my bed at night when I stayed with her and tell me stories about when she was a little girl. They were magical. I hung on her every word. She had Scandinavian parents who had immigrated from Sweden and Finland (the Finns were Swedish speaking) and had instilled in her a love and appreciation for life itself, the little things. They were hard-working people who taught her to be kind and to stop and smell the roses.
She also told me a lot about the great depression of the 1930's and how everyone coped. Back then it wasn't such a fast-paced dog-eat-dog society where everyone was looking out for number one. Everyone pitched in to help each other. They bonded and made it through.
I guess I went off on a tangent there, but your comment had me thinking. I wish my grandma was still around so I could continue to pick her brain. I think she could teach our current society a few things.