The joy of Scholastic Books
Yesterday when I picked up E-Grrrl after school, she was toting her black backpack and a white plastic bag straining at the seams. As she climbed into the back of the car she excitedly said to her brother Mr. A: "The book order came in!"
She methodically unloaded the bag while her brother impatiently demanded the book he was waiting for: Hatchet by Gary Paulsen. He'd also requested My Side of the Mountain by Jean Craighead George (which I read when I was a kid) as well as its two sequels.
E-Grrrl had begged for Madonna's latest book, The English Roses: Too Good to be True, and Isabel of the Whales by Hester Velmans. The book she couldn't live without was Emily Windsnap and the Monster of the Deep by Liz Kessler, the sequel to The Tail of Emily Windsnap, which her teacher had read aloud in school.
Because both kids love animals, I bought them Chicken Soup for the Cat Lover's Soul and Chicken Soup for the Dog Lover's Soul as a surprise.
The car hadn't pulled away from the curb before Mr. A and E-Grrrl were buried in their stories and by bedtime E-Grrrl had read all 220 pages of the Emily Windsnap book and Mr. A had devoured Hatchet.
Upstairs in our house is a bookcase that houses my own collection of Scholastic Books. When I was a kid, I remember poring over the paper book flyers with such longing. The youngest in a large, working class family, there was never a time when money wasn't tight, but my parents always bought me books.
Back then they cost 25-50 cents each. Today my kids get a thick wad of flyers representing a number of book clubs every two to three weeks. Back then there was only one book club flyer, and it didn't come out that often. Normally I was allowed to get two books. Sometimes I shook down the sofa cushions, car interior and my older sisters' coat pockets looking for change to spend on books.
I went through phases with my selections. I liked animal books for a while and was entranced by titles like How to be an Animal Detective. I remember adoring mysteries for quite some time, enjoying the way they scared me in the middle but always turned out fine in the end. I think the spooky aspect of the mysteries is what drove me to buy lots of ghost stories. I had a fling with magic books when I was in second and third grade, and there are a number of them on my shelves.
I also liked Peanuts comic books and any kind of arts and craft project book. I often succumbed to Disney books that were based on movies. I almost never got to go the movies as a kid, so the books were my connection to the films my friends were talking about: The Shaggy Dog, Bedknobs and Broomsticks, 101 Dalmations, The World's Greatest Athlete, The Boatniks, and Chitty Chitty Bang Bang.
The Scholastic Book Club also introduced me to classic kids books, such as Mary Poppins, Stuart Little, Harriet the Spy, and the Ramona books by Beverly Cleary. Later I sunk my teeth into young adult titles like The Witch of Blackbird Pond and Jacob Have I Loved. E-Grrrl likes to explore my old books and read some of them herself. Mr. A hasn't had much interest in them.
I still remember carrying my book order to school in a white envelope bulging with change to pay for my selections. Nowadays when I write a check to the Scholastic Book Club, it's likely to be in the vicinity of $50. Once it was well over a hundred dollars. I consider it money well spent. For the most part we read the books and then donate them to charity, only hanging onto absolute favorites which get read over and over again.
Just as the musty titles on the hall bookshelf take me back to the happy afternoons when the school secretary delivered a cardboard box to the teacher and I just KNEW I was going to have a great day, I hope Emily Windsnap and Hatchet will one day remind my kids of the happy evenings they spent sprawled on their beds in Belgium, lost in a story.
April 25, 2007
Reader Comments (13)
I have always loved books. Rach shares my love. Maggie would rather have shoes.
I haven’t thought about Encyclopedia Brown in years. Still love that name. How about the Happy Hollisters? Trixie Belden? The Bobbsey Twins? Very enjoyable reading for a youngster many years ago.
I love that E-grrrl and Mr. A were thrilled with their book order and immediately disappeared. You gave them one of the best gifts a parent can give!
BTW, I heard recently that the Nancy Drew books were revamped to be more contemporary ... while on one hand I understand trying to make them more relevant to today's kids (I sort of remember them being dated when I read them), on the other hand, it just seems wrong. I bet the Trixie Belden Books and others have not been changed and have been enjoyed just the same.
By the way, I am loving this watermelon color scheme!