I can always count on my daughter to cheer me up when I’m having a bad day. She worked overtime last week, when I was gripped by the flu. Every lunch time, during her break, she sent me cheery photographs from Kensington Gardens in London: a cheeky squirrel on a mission, a Mary Poppins moment and the Ugly Duckling’s transformation. Quite apt as World Book Day approaches.
My daughter has always been a lover of books. When she was two years old, I used to listen to her each morning gurgling away before I heard another page tear from her chubby little, out of control fingers. I am ashamed to say, she didn’t get the reading bug from me. In fact, it was my daughter who introduced me to the wonderful world of books and reading.
At the age of five, she found a mistake in a book she was reading about a Jam Panda. She told her grandma and they both wrote to the publishers and received a thank you letter and a new set of books. She was thrilled. Even now, at the age of twenty-three, my daughter is still a wonderful inspiration and many of our phone calls include discussions about books. She also motivates me with my writing and is an exceptional critique – I taught her the importance of honesty and she tells me as it is.
So, I would like to congratulate and thank writers and authors worldwide who inspired my daughter and filled our lives with adventure, love, laughter and an appreciation of the written word. Happy World Book Day everyone!
Can you remember who introduced you or inspire you to read and write?