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June 22, 2011 § 2 Comments
My long reserved and long desired copy of Le Petit Prince finally arrived today.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry’s The Little Prince is one of my all-time favorite books. I cherish it for its simplicity and directness. As much as I love the book in its English version, I wanted to get the original French version as part of my (on-off) French lessons. Every now and then I listen to my audios or watch a French Film to help me. And I thought that making myself read a novel, even if it is only a children’s book, would help me in learning as well. I know avec and nous and bonjour and asseyez-vous, but not much else. At least I know some, and the desire to learn has never left me.
One day it’s going to happen: me speaking French fluently.
By the way, this copy was really hard to find. I thought I might have to go to France to get me a copy. Luckily, my favorite haunt of an online shop had a copy. The hardbound English version was from there as well. The shop has some really good selection of books.
February 11, 2011 § 3 Comments
“THEY…USED…TO…READ! They’d READ and READ,
AND READ and READ, and then proceed
To READ some more. Great Scott! Gadzooks!
One half their lives was reading books!
The nursery shelves held books galore!
Books cluttered up the nursery floor!
And in the bedroom, by the bed,
More books were waiting to be read!
Such wondrous, fine, fantastic takes
Of dragons, gypsies, queens, and whales
And treasure isles, and distant shores
Where smugglers rowed with muffled oars,
And pirates wearing purple pants,
And sailing ships and elephants,
And cannibals crouching ’round the pot,
Stirring away at something hot.
(It smells so good, what can it be?
Good gracious, it’s Penelope.)
The younger ones had Beatrix Potter
With Mr. Tod, the dirty rotter,
And Squirrel Nutkin, Pigling Bland,
And Mrs. Tiggy–Winkle and–
Just How The Camel Got His Hump,
And How The Monkey Lost His Rump,
And Mr. Toad, and bless my soul,
There’s Mr. Rat and Mr. Mole–
Oh, books, what books they used to know,
Those children living long ago!
So please, oh please, we beg, we pray,
Go throw your TV set away,
And in its place you can install
A lovely bookshelf on the wall.
Then fill the shelves with lots of books,
Ignoring all the dirty looks,
The screams and yells, the bites and kicks,
And children hitting you with sticks–
Fear not, because we promise you
That, in about a week or two
Of having nothing else to do,
They’ll now begin to feel the need
Of having something good to read.”
This is my very first Roald Dahl. I enjoyed it. I liked the illustrations too.
The above oompa-loompa song against television is a bit too extreme for me. I’d prefer books over the telly any day but I still have my chosen shows I would rather not give up. It’s just a matter of function, I think. TV is quite helpful for going through some stressful times. It’s easier to digest and less effort on the brain for when you just want to pass the time or get distracted from more serious, tedious stuff. Right now, I have been watching over and over again Would I Lie To You on youtube.com. Hilarious! The more TV I watch is often proportional to the level of stress I feel. You bet I am stressed right now.
December 5, 2010 § 1 Comment
I can’t believe I haven’t read this until now. But now I am and I am loving it.
The garden has become my secret too. It is mine.
I see the flowers. I feel the wind from the moor.
I smell the spring.
I sense the start of something great.
I feel promises being fulfilled…
Life is good. God is wonderful!