Found warmth and much needed hug in children's books
Jyoti Rathi Small, colourful books for children always looked beautiful, but I never picked those as the text felt less for me. The stories were written in simple language and I was a fluent reader, why should I read those when I have Murakami, Marx, Dostoevsky right?
Just like a lot of things, my perception around this also changed. When life was happening to me, I picked up a heavy book but couldn’t read past two pages. I needed something which does not consume me and leave me wrecked. I needed a children’s book.
I started my journey of reading again with those small, tiny, colourful books, sometimes a wordless book and I fell in love with the literature. These books helped me, gave me warmth, they felt like a much needed hug. As I explored more, I realised these are not just simple short stories, they carry a world of their own, and this world is kind and sensitizing, which is not just for kids. It’s for everyone.
In a classroom, with a children’s book