For a book lover, there is nothing more impossible than naming favourite books, however, if I was hard pressed to nominate a top 20 somethingorother, I can categorically assure you that Where The Wild Things Are would be somewhere on that list.
Classic books, celebrated the world over and still selling strongly to a new generation decades after publication (this one in 1963) have something in common. Theyre not only captivatingly illustrated with beautiful storylines, there are often quite simplistic in style and message. There is a cleverness to them. There is no obviousness, no lime green sparkles, no patronization. The writing is smart, and unapologetically sophisticated, even for the smallest reader. Just look at Dr Seuss.
But back to Where the Wild Things Are
This book, for me, epitomizes the pursuit of imagination.
What child is there who wouldnt dream of being transported to a world inside their own head? I will never forget being transported along with Max in this story for the very first time. I will never forget the boat trip, the horror of the monsters, so wide-eyeingly spectacular. And I will never forget the nonchalance that rescued Max from fear. I will never forget the warm soup waiting in his room upon his return.
Your kids wont forget this classic book, either. Add it to the library if its not already almost certainly there.Title:
Where the Wild Things AreAuthor/Illustrator:
978 0 099 40839 0For ages:
3 - 10Type: