I can imagine enjoying hide and seek, but first I'd have to find someone to play it with- and that person would probably have to be a child. Also I've been known to initiate games of peep-bo and enjoy them (almost)as much as the baby.
In mixed company- I mean child/adult company, I'm the grown-up who'll be down on the floor making things with building blocks and running toy cars around. I find that much more interesting than participating in the conversations adults have- which are mostly about relatives with ailments and what I said to the boss and stuff like that.
I think The Hungry Caterpillar is a brilliant book. Obviously there's not as much in it as there is- say- in The Golden Bowl- but I love the simplicity of the concept and the rhythm of the words- which is close to incantatory- and the boldness of the images. I'd maintain against all comers that THC is art- and art of a high order. I fully expect it to outlive many Booker and Pulitzer winning novels.
I'm not sure about Blyton because I never really got on with her. I think of her as the childhood equivalent of Jeffrey Archer or Dan Brown- and I don't read them either. The literature of childhood, like the literature of adulthood, has plenty of writers who are very popular but have no literary graces apart from the gift (not to be underestimated) of being able to spin a yarn.
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I can imagine enjoying hide and seek, but first I'd have to find someone to play it with- and that person would probably have to be a child. Also I've been known to initiate games of peep-bo and enjoy them (almost)as much as the baby.
In mixed company- I mean child/adult company, I'm the grown-up who'll be down on the floor making things with building blocks and running toy cars around. I find that much more interesting than participating in the conversations adults have- which are mostly about relatives with ailments and what I said to the boss and stuff like that.
I think The Hungry Caterpillar is a brilliant book. Obviously there's not as much in it as there is- say- in The Golden Bowl- but I love the simplicity of the concept and the rhythm of the words- which is close to incantatory- and the boldness of the images. I'd maintain against all comers that THC is art- and art of a high order. I fully expect it to outlive many Booker and Pulitzer winning novels.
I'm not sure about Blyton because I never really got on with her. I think of her as the childhood equivalent of Jeffrey Archer or Dan Brown- and I don't read them either. The literature of childhood, like the literature of adulthood, has plenty of writers who are very popular but have no literary graces apart from the gift (not to be underestimated) of being able to spin a yarn.