Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Living books for children

Once upon a time there were three little kittens, and their names were Mittens, Tom Kitten, and Moppet. They had dear little fur coats of their own; and they tumbled about the doorstep and played in the dust. But one day their mother Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit expected friends to tea; so she fetched the kittens indoors, to wash and dress them, before the fine company arrived.


(I love this picture. I can remember what it feels like to be Moppet getting your face cleaned with a napkin, and now I am Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit wiping faces. Don't you just love the look on Moppet's face!)


Then she brushed their fur, (this one is Mittens).



Mrs. Tabitha dressed Moppet and Mittens in clean pinafores and tuckers; and then she took all sorts of elegant uncomfortable clothes out of a chest of drawers, in order to dress up her son Thomas.


(Oh boy, can I relate to poor little Tom Kitten!)


When the three kittens were ready, Mrs. Tabitha unwisely turned them out into the garden, to be out of the way while she made hot buttered toast. "Now keep your frocks clean, children! You must walk on your hind legs. Keep away from the dirty ash-pit, and from Sally Henny Penny, and from the pig-stye and the Puddle-Ducks."



Moppet and Mittens walked down the garden path unsteadily. Presently they trod upon their pinafores and fell on their noses. When they stood up there were several green smears! Let us climb up the rockery, and sit on the garden wall," said Moppet.



They turned their pinafores back to front, and went up with a skip and a jump; Moppet's white tucker fell down into the road.



Tom Kitten was quite unable to jump when walking upon his hind legs in trousers. He came up the rockery by degrees, breaking the ferns, and shedding buttons right and left. He was all in pieces when he reached the top of the wall. Moppet and Mittens tried to pull him together; his hat fell off, and the rest of his buttons burst.



While they were in difficulties, there was a pit pat paddle pat! and the three Puddle-Ducks came along the hard high road, marching one behind the other and doing the goose step - pit pat paddle pat! Pit pat waddle pat! They stopped and stood in a row, and stared up at the kittens. They had very small eyes and looked surprised. Then the two duck-birds, Rebeccah and Jemima Puddle-Duck, picked up the hat and tucker and put them on.



Mittens laughed so that she fell off the wall. Moppet and Tom descended after her; the pinafores and all the rest of Tom's clothes came off on the way down. "Come! Mr. Drake Puddle-Duck," said Moppet "Come and help us to dress him! Come and button up Tom!"



Mr Drake Puddle-Duck advanced in a slow sideways manner, and picked up the various articles. But he put them on himself! They fitted him even worse than Tom Kitten. "It's a very fine morning!" said Mr. Drake Puddle-Duck. And he and Jemima and Rebeccah Puddle-Duck set off up the road, keeping step - pit pat, paddle pat! pit pat, waddle pat!


Then Tabitha Twitchit came down the garden and found her kittens on the wall with no clothes on. She pulled them off the wall, smacked them, and took them back to the house. "My friends will arrive in a minute, and you are not fit to be seen; I am affronted," said Mrs. Tabitha Twitchit.




And I think that some day I shall have to make another, larger, book, to tell you more about Tom Kitten!



As for the Puddle-Ducks - they went into a pond. The clothes all came off directly, because there were no buttons. And Mr. Drake Puddle-Duck, and Jemima and Rebeccah, have been looking for them ever since.


When you consider the contrast between Mrs. Potter's books and the current twaddle that is presented to the children of our age it is pitiful. I go to the library and sift through dull, dumbed-down books, often with a politically correct message they are trying to foist upon my children. These, in my mind, are a waste of our children's time. Where are the good, simple stories for children? Any current Disney movie "for children" is just adult/teen attitudes, or should I say bad attitudes in cartoon form. Apparently, if it's a cartoon, no matter what the content, it's for kids. I'm tired of it. Our children are children, for heaven's sake. Childhood is a time of innocence. It's okay to protect that. That is why God gave children parents.
Back to books, I only have so much time to read aloud to my children. I will not waste those precious moments on garbage. Why not build their vocabulary, show them beautiful art (lovingly drawn by the author) and read a wonderfully crafted wholesome story all at once. That, my friend, is multi-tasking at it's best!

For more information on living books, HomeHearts has alot of good information to browse through. Grab a cup of tea and enjoy!





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