It was World Book Day last week. Normally that’s celebrated around here by seeing tons of children walking to school in costume – however, this year, we had heavy snow and blizzards and half the schools were closed, so no costumes. But we all celebrated anyway, by reading.
It’s only when you have an event like this that you realise what an effect books have on someone’s life. You look out the window and see someone dressed up as Matilda, or The Boy in the Dress, and they have taken time and effort to portray this character that means so much to them.
Books – especially children’s books – matter. Sometimes children are told they ought to read certain books and not others – but it’s children who decide what books are important to them, and every year, they get to express that feeling. Long live World Book Day
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