Tori was asked by a teacher to read this for a school assignment. She's slowly getting it done. Funny enough I tried to get both girls into reading it years ago. Alas despite my career as a librarian and lifelong love of reading neither of my girls consider it a real passion. Both do great in school, read on much higher levels than their own grade but Tori only tolerates it because it's required. Gabs actually does seem to enjoy reading some but nothing like me as a kid. I sincerely lived in books.
The little house books were some of my favorites. I read them all from the Big Woods, to the Prairie and even about the Farmer boy.
My absolute favorite book was, "The Hunky Dory Dairy," by Anne Lindbergh. It was about a girl growing up in modern (nineteen eighties) time who accidentally finds a family from the 1800 's who, along with a dairy farm, had been magically spirited away to the future by a crazy preacher man.
It's comical really how much my taste ran to pioneer, farming type stories when I grew up (until around 13) living in a small town city setting. Even when we moved "to the country" it was to a town part not to a prairie side or farm yard.
When I moved as an adult to our little "Covert Chicken Farm " I guess it's why I finally feel like I made it home. This place, this life with my family, the birdsong in the morning, sunsets at night and peace in between, is home. I can't see myself living any other way. I only wish I could slow down a little more often and cut down on outside life stress a little bit to enjoy it more.
What were the books that lead you to where you are? What stories were the map to you? Comment below. I'd love to know.
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