One of my favourite childhood authors was Beatrix Potter! This photo is taken of my totally disheveled copy of “The Tale of Two Bad Mice’! I re-read it again and was once more delighted!
Three Good Things:
1. I have 6 of these mice eaten copies. No date in these books when published!
2. Wonderful watching the bright blue hyacinths in the garden struggling to get to the light!
3 A favourite comment of Beatrix’s was:.. “I remember I used to half believe and wholly play with fairies when I was a child. What heaven can be more real than to retain the spirit-world of childhood, tempered and balanced by knowledge and common-sense.”
Great picture. Brings back memories of when I was a live in Nanny at age 20 after I immigrated and didn't speak the language. learned fast though with books by Beatrix Potter and watching a lot of TV. looked
after two litle kids.
@onewing Potters Stories were best read by the parents with the sweet illustrations to appeal. Blyton's stories by the 10 - 11year old. I have about 8 original copies of 'Five go to...."
@s4sayer@maggiemae I was a great Noddy fan too when I was very small. It never struck me that golliwogs were black people, they are just golliwogs and I never thought Noddy and Big Ears had homosexual tendencies either even when Big Ears wanted to ring Noddy's bell or when he got in bed with him. :) People these days read too much into children's books and make them into something dark or sinister. I loved Secret Seven and Famous Five books too as I got older.
I loved Beatrix Potter! Our boy does too and we still have my husband's copies of his childhood books. I also adored Enid Blyton @onewing When the Political Correctness Police managed to read all sorts of nasties into her, I threw my hands up in despair! The modern propensity to judge things of the past through modern viewpoints never ceases to irritate me. All so unneccessary!
@casablanca Its all come together now, I think with acceptance for all races and gender! Not all accept of course but its a new age and a new challenge for us all!
@maggiemae It's a fascinating thing, but now if you hold say a traditional view of marriage and gender, you are labelled a bigot and told you are intolerant. The irony of the fact that this statement in itself is showing intolerance of people with a traditional view doesn't seem to be noticed. If you want true equality, both viewpoints have to be tolerated equally and accepted, not have everyone have to be a "one size fits all" and threaten people with legal action if they hold a different opinion. It's actually gone too far the other way. I hope for some balance to come at some point, but I think I could wait a while!
@casablanca This wise comment holds for so many in religion, politics, and bringing one's family up. Tolerance doesn't mean acceptance -they need to know - just ...non judgemental!
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I have a fond memory of when I would have been about 6 or 7. It was my bedtime and a friend was with us. He asked Mum if he could read to me before I went to sleep. No problem. He came to my room and asked me what I'd like him to read. I gave him my current Noddy book. He started at the beginning and read the entire book to me. The next morning Mum, with a barely concealed smile on her face, told me that said reader told her that I stayed awake so he continued reading. At this point Mum told him that I was only permitted on chapter per evening. Poor chap...I feel for him...even now, approx 60 years later. ;-)
A lovely image and memory! I love Beatrix Potter too. I had the books. The 3 grand boy's nursery was decorated in Beatrix fabrics, stuffed animals and decor. My son had a sleeper that I turned into a pillow with Flospy, Mopsy and Cottontail embroidered on it. And I have ceramic Christmas ornaments of the animal characters from the books. Wonderful!
after two litle kids.
Beatrix Potter didn't rock my boat either, mainly I imagine as I was a huge Noddy & Big Ears fan, then segued into Famous 5.
I have a fond memory of when I would have been about 6 or 7. It was my bedtime and a friend was with us. He asked Mum if he could read to me before I went to sleep. No problem. He came to my room and asked me what I'd like him to read. I gave him my current Noddy book. He started at the beginning and read the entire book to me. The next morning Mum, with a barely concealed smile on her face, told me that said reader told her that I stayed awake so he continued reading. At this point Mum told him that I was only permitted on chapter per evening. Poor chap...I feel for him...even now, approx 60 years later. ;-)
smile on her face
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