Wednesday, March 2, 2016

The Books That Shaped my Beginning



Mother  Goose

One of my most memorable books that I can look back on. Each story a wild enchantment of the next and the compilations of some of the best fairytales we have ever made. 
After a long pause, I remember returning to the bookshelf at my grandmothers. I opened this book and from sitting so long all the creepy crawly things came alive, even with their very own home in the creases of the pages. Cobwebs and all. Almost like Little Miss Muppet.  Almost. 



 National Geographic 

All the wonders of the world. I don't know how much reading I got accomplished in these book when every picture displayed filled my imagination of places near and far. I love the people and culture that was brought to my understanding. My dad makes picture collages, and most of the images he uses for his artwork came form magazine and books like this one. Because of this I was able to see National Geographics from the earliest years until present. What a treasure these articles are.  

Here is one of his pieces. Kinda describes myself. I think. (no pun intended) 


Artwork By: Jerry Younkins 


The Pokey Little Puppy 
All The Little Golden Books 


The Little golden books helped us all grow up. The Pokey little puppy was probably my favorite one of them all. Just because I love his little lost adventures and all exploring he did. Good memories. 



Dr. Seuss 

I loved Dr. Seuss. That is all. Probably why I spontaneous. A way to think in verbiture of rhythm and rap a great reasoning. 


The Dictionary

I would sit for a while and read this book for fun. Usually giving myself a time frame to get to the next letter, but I don't really ever think I read this in completion past C or D.  I love to know the route words, and paraphrasing. Sometimes I would find definitions and write them out if I thought they described something I admired, or what reminded me of an event. I would randomly open up the book and look for different words, getting bored with the Re's and Pre's of the lesson. I still do this today.  



Where the Wild Things Are

Hey, whatever we can party with the monsters under our bed. Maybe even be like Max and rule the Island where they are held. 




Highlights 

Mostly for the hidden pictures. But yeah, it helped. 



ZooBooks

I think I accredit this partly to my ability to understand the anatomy of living being. The pictures that they chose for this magazine really helped me with bone structure, living formats, and eventually leading to my understanding of how God made this beautiful world. One that I go back to continually was about prehistoric creatures. My sister would sit there with me, being seven years older than I, and read them to me. My little mind was just learning how to sound out letter and write my name at that time.  But I love pictures. 


Smithsonian Books 


I can't recount how large our collection of these books were, but we had a few. My dad was an avid flea marketer and ran a small buying and selling old toys. If my parents saw these books they would buy them for us kids. From time to time I could spend hours between these pages, and still can. I wish I had my old collection so I could relearn all the things I have partially forgotten through time.   These are little wonders of wisdom. The editor and layout of these books is well designed for cognitive adherences, and each scientifically accurate with pictures and descriptions. Every well made. Everyone should have a collection in my opinion. One day I might start that again. Beautiful reads for the developing mind, like us all. 



The Berenstain Bears

The family of bears. There were a lot of little lessons that were taught through these book, and most of all a lot of needed home values and love. I remember the good disciplinary lessons Mama Bear would teach her children with gentle kindness but firm advice. 



Eyewitness Books 

Enough said. 

















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