Lovely reflection on reading Where the Wild Things Are with a little boy. 🙂
(This post is part of the Banned Books Blog Party at Things Matter.)
I read banned books. And I read them to my son.
I say this loudly. I wear it like a badge. I write it.
Because books teach us empathy, imagination, critical thinking, and open innumerable worlds. Because books allow someone who we might never meet, perhaps because they’re on the other-side of the world and perhaps because they’ve been dead 200 years, to speak to us. Because books create a multiplicity of voices in a world that pushes master narratives. Because books show us the capacity of our language. Because there’s pleasure in the forbidden.
Because learning to read and having the freedom to decide what to read are…
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