To: Clappy who wrote (32292 ) 9/9/2000 10:05:22 AM From: bela_ghoulashi Respond to of 35685 Clapster: Bland had exactly the same experience in 2nd grade when his teacher (Mrs. Collett, the only person in world as far as he knew who actually owned a real parrot...he thought she must surely be famous for it) read "The Boxcar Children" out loud to the class, day after riveting day. It made bland, in his imaginative innocence, almost dream of being a homeless orphan himself some day. Bland's fourth grade teacher read the Old Testament to the class for 20 minutes every afternoon right after lunch, throughout the course of the whole school year, without any noticeable personal comment or proselytizing. It was an equally riveting experience, even for a child like bland who was not raised in a church-going environment, because the stories were so compelling in their own right. Presumably such an experience is no longer possible in public schools these days. The first full length book without mostly pictures bland ever read was "Sink the Bismark"...also when he was in 2nd grade. Page after page after page of nothing but text. When he closed the book after finishing the last chapter (the British fleet turns for home as the once mighty Bismark slips beneath the waves), bland instinctively knew he was no longer just a child, but had partaken of, however briefly, a little of the world of real adults...as someone who could read an "adult" book and vicariously experience "adult" experiences and concerns. It was a defining moment in his life, because the world opened beyond his family, beyond simple childhood, and he realized its possibilities for the very first time. Books are the most intimate and powerful creation of the human mind. Bland