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I remember the joy of reading. Indeed i still can get lost in a book if I have time to read which I have had less of these past few years than i would like. From the days when i was a child and my grandmother held an index card on the page to help train my eye to stop jumping around the page so i could read, i have always loved the writen word. In childhood i read such lovely books as the hobbit or dune. A few books which were oriented towards younger readers stuck in my head as well.
The Girl With the Silver Eyes by Willo Davis Roberts Was such a a book which of course is of a young girl who has strange powers and is different, but this in the end (as it must in all good stories) proves to be a great thing. it was a splendid book.
The other book which stuck with me was Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson, A book of having imagination and transition. It is a rich book and made love being who I was. It embraced the secret kingdoms and imaginary worlds of youth. And it was also a very sad book in the end and i can remember crying and wishing it had not ended in the maner in which it did but knowing it had to.
I bring this up now do to this:
http://www.ala.org/Template.cfm?Section=pressreleases&template=/contentmanagement/contentdisplay.cfm&ContentID=57115
It is a list of the books most requested to be banned this past year and I find one of my cherished books of childhood. this bothers me more than I suppose it should. I have accepted long ago that our society is less than it should be. But I am offended by this. It is like being told your childhood was wrong somehow.
The Girl With the Silver Eyes by Willo Davis Roberts Was such a a book which of course is of a young girl who has strange powers and is different, but this in the end (as it must in all good stories) proves to be a great thing. it was a splendid book.
The other book which stuck with me was Bridge to Terabithia by Katherine Paterson, A book of having imagination and transition. It is a rich book and made love being who I was. It embraced the secret kingdoms and imaginary worlds of youth. And it was also a very sad book in the end and i can remember crying and wishing it had not ended in the maner in which it did but knowing it had to.
I bring this up now do to this:
http://www.ala.org/Template.cfm?Section=pressreleases&template=/contentmanagement/contentdisplay.cfm&ContentID=57115
It is a list of the books most requested to be banned this past year and I find one of my cherished books of childhood. this bothers me more than I suppose it should. I have accepted long ago that our society is less than it should be. But I am offended by this. It is like being told your childhood was wrong somehow.
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From:
To quote an Elf Sage...
"..Humans react inversely to being in large number.
Whereas the Orc behaves in a more disciplined and
effective manner when with it's brethren. Humans
seem to loose their capacity for advanced reason
and consideration when grouped with his own kind
in any number greater than three. The larger the
gather, the more deficient he becomes. Be wary of
large numbers of "purposed" men, for rational thought
will very likely be absent."
Pretty much covers it, doesn't it.
SN