my (her) birthday today. (Please, no applause.) But it’s inspiring today’s question–
I've gotten many books as presents. Many of my Orson Scott Card's were gifts for either birthday or Christmas. (Well, my hardcover editions. I still have plenty of OSC books that I bought used and in paperback.) And when I was young, it didn't take a special occasion to merit a book. I had parents and grandparents and aunts, etc. who were all too willing to make sure I had plenty of books. Though to be fair. This was never a me-me-me thing. Sometimes I feel like I almost have to have a "we" voice. My sister and I were gifted frequently with books.
But I've somewhat not-so-randomly picked two.
My first Bible. (Living Translation). I had just turned eight. This was a Christmas present. Well, an almost Christmas present. It was given the night of the church Christmas program. 1986 for those that are curious. :) It was from my parents.
The Sleep Book by Dr. Seuss. This one I don't actually remember receiving. It was given the Christmas of 1980 by my Aunt Beth. I had just turned two. But it has always always always been one of my favorite books. It is almost magical.
Note: My birthday is in November--so I'll take the well wishes. But it's not for a few more weeks.
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