Be honest. When was the last time you read a children’s book…minus the audience of a child nearby? It’s been a while for me, but I can easily remember some of my favorites: The Very Hungry Caterpillar, Where the Wild Things Are, George’s Marvelous Medicine, The Twits, and Where the Sidewalk Ends. True classics. My third grade teacher read the Roald Dahl books (Medicine and Twits) to us in class, and I still remember the colorful descriptions painted in words.
Jen Robinson has a pretty cool blog promoting “the love of books by children and the continued reading of children’s books by adults.” I was particularly struck by a post entitled, “Why You Should Read Children’s Books as an Adult.” She outlines some really great points. Here’s my favorite:
If you read as a child, and loved it, then re-reading those books is like entering a time machine that takes you back to the child you once were. It’s amazing, because the books are still available — you can read them any time. It doesn’t cost much, you don’t have to travel, you don’t need anyone to help you. You can just time travel at will.
Sometimes life can get a tad overwhelming, and the welcome relief that can come from spending a few moments with a children’s book should not be taken lightly. The whimsy, hope, and imagination they contain are good for the soul. When the world seems to be out of control, children’s books have the remarkable ability to strip away the superfluous and make it easy to regain perspective on the important things in life.
Make it a point to dig out one of your old favorites. If you’re not already convinced, check out Jen’s Top 10 list. And if you’re taking The Escape Plan challenge, this might be the perfect solution to #3.