The Magic in Words by Patty Blount
For most Gen X kids like me, nursery school and Pre-K weren't a thing yet. Our first formal school experience was kindergarten. But informally, we learned from Mom. I have vivid memories of long walks in my stroller to the Queens Public Library and coming home with ANY book I wanted, which was magical on its own because I hadn't fully grasped the concept of 'borrowing' books yet. All I knew it was a huge departure from the usual "We'll see" whenever I asked to buy something. Spoiler Alert: "We'll see" was code for "No." Coming home with our haul was the most exciting part. I wanted to climb up to the sofa and read all of them at the same time, but Mom said that was impossible, so I had to wait. Wait?! Who could possibly wait when there were all these adventures ready to be told? I loved those words. The look of them, the sound of them, the power of them. I should mention I was speech-delayed as a baby. I'm told I didn't...
