Tag: kids

  • August 8, 2023

    August 8, 2023

    I was digging through old photos the other day and came across this one of me at Disney World in the seventies. The first thought that popped into my head when I saw the photo was: this is why I write books for kids. Because of this kid, the kid I was. The kid who…

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  • April 5, 2023

    April 5, 2023

    Yesterday, I walked past two kids standing in front of a Little Free Library. “Hmmm, let’s see,” said the older one. “This one is good. And so is this one.” He handed the younger kid two books. “Yeah,” said the younger one. “But I can’t read them.” “Duh, I know,” said the older one. “That’s…

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  • October 17, 2019

    October 17, 2019

    Sometimes, in a signing line, I’ll ask kids how they found their way to my stories. Their answers go like this: My teacher. My teacher read it. My teacher read it to the class. My teacher gave it to me. My teacher read it to me. My teacher read it to us. My teacher. My…

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  • June 4, 2019

    June 4, 2019

    When I talk to kids about writing—about becoming a writer—I show them a picture of me in my Brownie uniform in second grade. I tell them that it never occurred to me at that age that I could be a writer. I was a kid who loved to read. Books to me were magic. Where…

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  • May 4, 2017

    May 4, 2017

    Look at these faces! I’ve had them up in my office for at least five years now. They are school photos that a friend’s grandmother glued on to a piece of cardboard. The grandmother is gone now. I can’t ask her for the names of these kids she went to school with. But it doesn’t…

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  • October 15, 2013

    October 15, 2013

    WHAT I KEEP THINKING ABOUT is the small boy who was dressed up as Despereaux during a recent school visit, and how he came up to me after the production the kids put on and said: “I don’t know if you remember me, but I played Despereaux.” He still had on his gigantic ears and…

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