Today was just like Rex Manning Day!
Except, I work for a Literacy Program – not a record store. Our hero was Sheree Fitch. She’s an authour and poet—not a rockstar. Although, I’d be willing to argue that she is just as, if not exceedingly more, important.
I started my day an hour earlier than usual. Along with my morning deliveries, I promoted the event. Promptly following that, there were books to set up on the table, chairs to arrange, and refreshments. A combination of families and hospital staff gathered in the family room. Sheree sat on the couch to give her presentation and read her stories. She was so warm and welcoming that it felt like sitting down for a chat with an old friend.
I have always wondered about the type of people who write Children’s books. They’re adults, who learn to put their adult self aside and embrace the silliness, laughter and necessity of a good riddle, a funny rhyme, made up words and wonky syllables. They’re adults—who haven’t forgotten what it’s like to be a child.
This morning, Sheree made us laugh. She also got everyone to join in. Sitting around the lounge this morning. Saying “Peek-a-little-boo” and listening to children’s stories reminded us all that all adults have a little bit of child left inside of them somewhere. Some people just know how to tap that resource better than others.
Except, I work for a Literacy Program – not a record store. Our hero was Sheree Fitch. She’s an authour and poet—not a rockstar. Although, I’d be willing to argue that she is just as, if not exceedingly more, important.
I started my day an hour earlier than usual. Along with my morning deliveries, I promoted the event. Promptly following that, there were books to set up on the table, chairs to arrange, and refreshments. A combination of families and hospital staff gathered in the family room. Sheree sat on the couch to give her presentation and read her stories. She was so warm and welcoming that it felt like sitting down for a chat with an old friend.
I have always wondered about the type of people who write Children’s books. They’re adults, who learn to put their adult self aside and embrace the silliness, laughter and necessity of a good riddle, a funny rhyme, made up words and wonky syllables. They’re adults—who haven’t forgotten what it’s like to be a child.
This morning, Sheree made us laugh. She also got everyone to join in. Sitting around the lounge this morning. Saying “Peek-a-little-boo” and listening to children’s stories reminded us all that all adults have a little bit of child left inside of them somewhere. Some people just know how to tap that resource better than others.
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