So often as a parent I feel stuck on the mommy track: “Do this! Don’t do that. Did you hear me?” Its a breath of fresh air to see the world through a child’s eyes. The past few nights the girls and I have curled up with “Where the Sidewalk Ends” by Shel Silverstein.
I checked it out of the library last week with vague hopes of flipping through it and reading a few poems interspersed with the usual bedtime book favourites. We were caught right from the start with, “Invitation”.
If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer,
A wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er,
A magic bean buyer…
He weaves and spins his tales with a child-like sense of magic and a unique awareness of humanity that touches readers of any age. Silverstein has that unique ability to let kids be kids and ask the questions they are dying to ask.
This classic has had its share of controversy and was banned from many libraries for ‘objectionable morals and encouraging children to disrespect authority’. Come on people, lighten up.
Take a journey through the pages, laugh, groan, and relish in his sense of humour and sense of life.