I’m feeling like a broken record here, but when you are hurdling towards a new decade you do a lot of thinking about your childhood. Since I’ve always been a reader naturally this list was born. This is obviously not an extensive list, just a few books that came to mind that I read over and over again throughout my childhood.
The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe
Four kids are sent to an elderly relative during WW1. Lucy finds a magical wardrobe that takes her to a mysterious land called Narnia. The others didn’t believe her, but they did as soon as they found out for themselves.
When asked what my favourite book is, I always say The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe. Sure, it doesn’t have as much action as Silver Chair or The Last Battle but there’s something about it that makes me want to read it again and again.
Mr. Popper’s Penguins
Mr. Popper a painter by trade, comes into possession of a penguin. Then Mr. Popper comes into possession of a second penguin, they mate and quickly, Mr. Popper has to turn his house into a penguin paradise because there are penguin babies added to the mix!
I don’t remember who got me this book but this book started a life long affection for penguins.
Sheba the Chimp and Skylar
This book is about a chimp and her basset hound Skylar.
I absolutely loved chimpanzees as a child. This children’s book delighted me to no end, and I would get it out from the school library any chance I got, even when I was WAY too old to be reading it.
The Paper Bag Princess
Princess Elizabeth plans on marrying Prince Ronald. However, a dragon destroys her castle, kidnaps Ronald, and burns all her clothes and her only option is a paper bag. Elizabeth follows the dragon and Ronald, seeking to rescue her fiancé, outwits the dragon and saving Ronald. Ronald is ungrateful and Elizabeth turns around and walks away from him.
My mom said this was my most requested book to read as a toddler and young child. I’m pretty sure it’s because Princess Elizabeth and I are kindred spirits. Spunky, strong-willed and doesn’t take crap from men. Basically sums me up.
The Face on The Milk Carton
A teenage girl, named Jane sees a photograph of herself one day in the school cafeteria – on the back of a milk carton. But her loving parents would never kidnap anyone and she knows there’s a bigger mystery to solve.
Another book I read and reread. For YEARS after reading this, I didn’t know there were other books in the series so when I found out, I read them and they are great. I love this story, and I think it’s what started my lifelong affection for mystery books.
So tell me, what were your favourite childhood books?