30 Day Blogging Challenge: Day 12
What is your favorite childhood book?
My favorite childhood book was “The Little Engine That Could”….I think I can…I think I can…
I would like to write that book myself and for it to say, “I know I can. I know I can.” I think, for me at least, thinking I could with all of my little heart my whole life, brought me to …I fucking can…and I fucking will, and I am.
I remember my Mamma and my Mom reading this book to me, until I got big enough to read it to them. What proud moments those were for me…moments where I learned to escape into someone else’s world, in a book. Moments when I stuttered and stammered and spit the words out…awkwardly and without the exact right sound…as I learned to read.
We always read “The Little Engine that could” and my grandparents house. I wanted to take that book home with me so badly, not to have to wait again to read it until we came to visit again.
I will never forget the day that I had saved up enough money, and my Mom drove me to the store to buy my own copy. What a proud moment that was…I had saved extra and bought an umbrella too (I’m not sure why….I wanted an umbrella and my book and I saved to buy them both) and because I thought I could, I did.
A good lesson for us all….If you think you can, until you know you can, you will come to know you can, and you will.
I am thankful for the time taken by adults in my life, my Mom and my Dad and my Mamma, especially, for teaching me to read. Being taught to read, created enough passion to read, that I would grow up to be a writer someday! Who knew? I know my Mom and Dad knew and I have always known…that writing, to help others learn to heal, would be in my cards. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.