Books for Christmas #StoriesForLife
Books for Christmas
A big blue sparkly package arrived in the post for me. I knew what it was and I got excited knowing the girls were going to love the contents! Random House sent me three children’s books.
I get excited buying books for them because I know they love books as much as I do. One of the books in the parcel was one I’d been planning to buy Kaycee for Christmas. I’m glad I’d not bought it yet!
As soon I learnt to read, I became an avid reader. I used to stay up way past my bedtime. I’d hide my book under the covers and pretend to be asleep if mum popped her head around the door!
It’s hard for me to choose a favourite book from my childhood. I loved so many but one I read more than once was The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. I’ve lost count of the amount of times I’ve read it but I still love it today. I felt transported to Narnia whenever I read it.
Favourite part of the book
Something cold and soft was falling on her. A moment later she found that she was
standing in the middle of a wood at night-time with snow under her feet and snowflakes
falling through the air.
Lucy felt a little frightened, but she felt very inquisitive and excited as well. She looked
back over her shoulder and there, between the dark tree trunks; she could still see the
open doorway of the wardrobe and even catch a glimpse of the empty room from which
she had set out.(She had, of course, left the door open, for she knew that it is a very silly
thing to shut oneself into a wardrobe.)
It seemed to be still daylight there. “I can always get back if anything goes wrong,” thought Lucy. She began to walk forward, crunch- crunch over the snow and through the wood towards the other light. In about ten minutes she reached it and found it was a lamp-post.
As she stood looking at it, wondering why there was a lamp-post in the middle of a wood and wondering what to do next, she heard a pitter patter of feet coming towards her. And soon after that a very strange person stepped out from among the trees into the light of the lamp-post.
He was only a little taller than Lucy herself and he carried over his head an umbrella,
white with snow. From the waist upwards he was like a man, but his legs were shaped
like a goat’s (the hair on them was glossy black) and instead of feet he had goat’s hoofs.
I read it to Aiden, Kaycee and Ella a few years ago. They looked forward to it every night and I was so happy sharing it with them.