12:30 AM

Tell Me Tell Me: Favorite Children's Books

ok, so occasionally i will ask you to tell me something. a "sound off" opportunity of sorts.

some of my favorite books from my childhood were ~>

ezra jack keats' the snowy day
don freeman's corduroy
russell hoban's frances books
eric carle's the very hungry caterpillar
marjorie flack's the story about ping
beatrix potter's stories
leroy neiman's casey at the bat
anything nancy drew
louisa may alcott's little women
l. m. montgomery's anne of green gables

what were your favorite books as a small child?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

I learned how to read on Sports Illustrated and the sports page of the local paper.

But I do remember my mom reading me the Picture Bible every night. It's like the whole bible in comic book form. I still think of those cartoon images of Moses and the burning bush when I read it in the Bible now.

The first actual novel I remember reading was the Pigman.

Darren said...

Let's see...

The Prydain Chronicles, Lloyd Alexander
Rifles for Watie, Harold Keith
The Scarlet Pimpernel, Baroness Orczy
To Kill a Mockingbird, Harper Lee
Where the Red Fern Grows, Wilson Rawls
My Side of the Mountain, Jean Craighead George
The Chronicles of Narnie, C.S. Lewis
Anything Star Wars related (I know, I was, and still am, a geek)
numerous short stories (including Riki Tiki Tavi)

Unknown said...

I learned to read by memorizing a story my mom used to read me: Bugs Bunny and the Carrot Machine. Followed soon after by Gertrude Chandler Werner's Boxcar Children series, from which I graduated into my Dad's treasure-like first editions (c. 1920) of all things Hardy Boys, and a few things Tom Swift (all of which accessible only in my grandparents' mysterious attic). In about the 5th-6th grade I discovered the wonder that is Jack London's Call of the Wild, which only fanned my already longstanding love for man's best friend (I've not been without a dog--until recently--almost since I could walk). London's book held the #1 spot until I read Homer's Odyssey in the 8th Grade--unseated only a few years upon reading Tolkien. Peppered about in that short history was some Agatha Christie, some random Sci-fi, mystery, and some fantasy (such as John White's Archives of Anthropos). James and the Giant Peach, of course, Dr. Suess and Shel Silverstein (The Giving Tree being my utmost favorite). Riki Tiki Tavi was in there, too, along with that wretched little tale about "Ricki-ticki-tembo no-sa-rembo charibari-ruchy pip-peri-pembo" and his little brother, "chang." I also used to read my sister Goodnight Moon a lot. Every Christmas I still read my younger siblings to sleep with A Night Before Christmas, The Polar Express, and one new selection our ma picks out each year...which is funny since all but one of them are college graduates. But hey--traditions are traditions, right? Great question--thanks for the walk down memory lane.

Anonymous said...

Oh yeah, I completely forgot - I went through the entire Narnia series when I was first learning to read. So I guess that would qualify as my first novel.

Anonymous said...

The Maggie B. was excellent. It's about a girl who captains a ship accompanied only by her baby brother. Just beautiful! :-) I miss you, Laur.