#18 I, Isabel Scheherazade describe my adventures in hollowed out trees, beside spider webs with words in them, inside the wardrobe, and down by the river with a Trumpter Swan. One of Pop’s rules is a sure-fire winner, just like these books. And it’s only beginning!!
(Way-Back-Seat Story) Once, I traveled with Dad and a swan to hunt down a trumpet. He (this swan born without a voice) needed a real trumpet so he could win over the love of his life. Before that adventure, Dad and I make friends with this kid named Sam who lives all alone on the side of a mountain with a weasel and falcon in a hollowed-out tree. (I really like this Sam, but now that I don’t have my old, regular family, I’m bewildered as to why he ran away from a perfectly good family just because it was crowded in their apartment!)
(Front-Seat Story) Now, with Pop, we’ve wandered through the door of a closet (called a wardrobe) and emerged in a place called Narnia. Before Narnia, we witnessed a spider save a pig by writing words in her web.
Get what I’m talking about here? The rule about doing lots of read-alouds? It’s is a sure-fire winner.
For hours and hours I lie on my stomach on the rug or grass, or I curl up on the couch or chaise lounges. The twins too, but usually they’ve got their Lightning McQueens with them. In the beginning, they move their trucks around, but gradually they’re hypnotized by Pop’s voice and the story. Cool.
Pop readsreadsreads. We decided to get into the listening-to-great-books habit by doing it all day for a few days in a row. We DO take short breaks to hike the woods around Bull Pond and swim in Rock Brook right under Pop’s bridge and go to the playground for some adventure-swinging, but the rest of the day we listen.
And I’m not sad while I’m listening. (Except at the end when Charlotte dies. I keep swallowing the lump in my throat. The twins cry. Pop blows his nose. He tells us a story about the author, E. B. White. A recorded-books company asked him to be the reader for their Charlotte’s Web CDs. But even he had to read that last part three times before he could do it without crying.) Mainly though, about that not being sad? Who could be sad with friends like Wilbur the Pig and Charlotte?
Plus, there’s this quiet, huge fact:
There’s lots of room in the day. Tons.
Mimi and Pop have made space.