Tonight is World Book Night. I remember the first book I read. Do you?
As a late reader, it was the persistent encouragement from my mother and a particularly vigilant, rather large nun (I was educated at a convent) who together, pushed me to read and engage in the magical world hidden within the pages.
That book was called The Night The Moon Turned Blue. It was the first book I managed to read on my own, from start to finish. At the time, it was like climbing Everest. I was seven and a slow reader. I remember so well that feeling of total joy and satisfaction, combined with a huge sense of loss when I reached the final page. I wanted more and became an avid visitor to my local library, turning up in the morning during school holidays to choose a book and returning it in the afternoon, much to the annoyance of the librarian, who told me I was lying when I said I’d read it already and wanted to borrow another book.
Sadly, I can’t remember the author of The Night The Moon Turned Blue – it’s a long time ago, but if anyone knows, do please email me. I’d love my grandchildren to read it. However, I do remember some of the characters and the bones of the story. It stays with me to this day.
That’s what books do. They touch your heart and soul and make memories that linger like the aroma of a wonderful meal. You digest the words as pictures manifest in your mind, different from the pictures every other reader will see. Books address you, personally. Their intimacy is unique.
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Below, my next book, out soon.