Sunday, September 4, 2011

The nearest book store...

Is now maybe twenty miles away.  It totally bums me out that Borders closed and I'll be damned if my kids grow up not knowing what a book or book store is.  I am doing everything I can to advocate for traditional books.  While I cannot deny that the books on our Ipad highly motivate my kids to read, there is something to be said about loving a real, live, book that wears with age and love.

So, we packed up the kids in the van and drove thirty miles to Barnes and Nobles Kahala.  They have a beautiful section for kids that's clean, inviting, and stimulating.  When Dannika entered the kid section she squealed and got so excited seeing all the colorful, pretty books.  She didn't know where to start and could not contain her excitement.  She was grabbing this book and that book and seeing how excited she was made me know that no matter how expensive gas ever gets we'll go back again and again.

So, as we were running around looking at pretty books a family approached me and asked where we were from.  I told them and then they asked if my daughter's name was Dannika.  Turns out that the daughter is Dannika's "buddy" at school and they had also travelled the 30 miles to the nearest book store to get their kids books.  Dannika and her buddy looked for books then say in the Pooh forest and buddy read to Dannika all the books that she had chosen.

It was one of those days that the planets aligned and magic happened.  Priceless.  The power of a book.

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