Musings of a Voracious Reader: Children’s Authors
Do you remember when you opened the door to reading? When all those dark squiggles on the page made sense as they revealed themselves as words which you slowly understood when connected with other words formed entire ideas known as sentences leading into paragraphs filling the entire page? The bumbling, stumbling, tumbling of phonetics to get it all to connect. Then suddenly it became less work and it seamlessly flowed until it happened without you realizing it how the true joy of opening a book and falling in love with the story within suddenly filled your days. You had become a reader.
As you discovered reading, you found certain books appealed to you for some reason. Those first authors, those books of our childhood, are the ones we tend to remember forever. Who doesn’t always remember his or her first love? Below are some of my favorite children’s authors, a mixture of classics and newly established. I hope you will add your own.
Whew! That’s barely a thimble full of books and children’s authors that have left an impression on me as a reader. While I could fill pages upon pages of children’s authors musings, I must give credit for where it all started:
So, Book Boosters and other voracious readers–what books do you remember from your childhood?
A few contributing suggestions:
- remembering childhood: an introduction (rememberingchildhood.wordpress.com)
I loved Ferdinand the Bull. That title just leaped out of my mind instantly!
I adore the illustration of him sniffing the flowers 🙂
I loved Mrs. Piggle-Wiggle! Also, Pippi Longstocking, A Little Princess, Charlie Bucket and Wilbur. But may I also include the Laura Ingalls Wilder series, too?
Absolutely. I realized I had forgotten the series after loading the page. Thanks for catching the omission 🙂
My mom got me some historical biographies that I just plowed through. I learned about Margaret Mead, Nellie Bly, and Elaenor Roosevelt. I loved those books.
Historical biographies are the best way to introduce young minds to the marvels of human contribution.
Golden Look Look books, Scott O’Dell’s Island of the Blue Dolphins. I don’t remember what got read to me younger than when I could read myself.
Oh the Golden Books were awesome. Definitely Island of the Blue Dolphins.
When I was quite young there were not many books in my parents house – I remember there being 3 or 4 Maggie Muggins books and my reading those stories for myself and to my younger sister.
Dr Seuss’s Birthday Book was one I remember on our shelf as well as Margarete Henry’s Wagging Tails, which I still have today!