book order

So, I got my book order from Amazon yesterday. Yay, new books!

I self-gifted three Barbara Kingsolver books based on your very helpful recommendations: Pigs in Heaven, Animal Dreams. and The Bean Tree. I’m currently sucked into a Dan Brown book, The Lost Symbol, but when it releases me from its grip I’ll move on to Ms. Kingsolver.

Rainbow got four new books, too. A replacement Tails, which he loves as passionately as the first and is equally committed to destroying. I’m trying to teach him to actually move the flaps and tabs instead of yanking the tails out of the book, but he’s not buying it. A copy of Richard Scarry’s Best Mother Goose Ever, of which I have fond memories from when the big boys were but wee. Also the companion book to his favorite Mother Goose book, which he adores with a fiery passion, rivaled only by Goodnight Moon. At the moment he fails to find any merit in it whatsoever, but I think he’ll come around.

AND a book that Daddy J and I loved from our own ankle-biting days, as well as enjoyed sharing with the big boys before the house burned: Richard Scarry’s Best Storybook Ever.

In fact, we both even loved the same story in that volume best of all: Pierre Bear.

So, I was all excited about having it back and gettting to read it to Rainbow and being all nostalgic.

However: it seems that the PC Police have deemed ol’ Pierre politically incorrect and have swapped him out for some other bearish story. Which really bites, because Pierre Bear was the WHOLE POINT.

I guess I kind of get it – if you’re going to get uptight about reading certain stories to your child, you might get uptight about this one. In it, Pierre lives in the Great Northwest and hunts the Terrible Moose and other furry things. He gets lonely and gets a bride to keep him company. She snuggles under the furs he provides and he plays guitar for her. She makes lots of moose meat products with which to stock the larder. Predictably, they are soon blessed with a Baby Bear. They love, love, love Baby Bear. When Baby gets old enough, Pierre takes him hunting and they bring down a Great Seal together. Pierre skins it and then Mama Bear makes them all matching sealskin coats.

Which: FINE. Evil, evil wearing of fur. Also, hunting and killing innocent creatures with glee. FINE. Except, Good Grief, it’s the GREAT NORTHWEST and it’s COLD and I’m pretty sure this took place before Polartec and soy products. If you were going to live there, hunting for meat and fur was kind of a given, right?

And, of course, it’s not the end of the world. They have the “vintage” books on ebay that have the subsersive Pierre Bear story in them for, like, five bucks, so I’ll just get one of those.

What’s interesting to me, though, is the last year that Pierre was included in the volume.

Guess!!

Guess!!

You’ll never guess!!

Did you guess?

It was:

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1973

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