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Books of Power
Dear Children,
One night, while eating dinner, we had a conversation about Books of Power. I don’t know how the subject came up, or why. And it was a strange conversation, because at first you and I had different ideas about what it meant. I don’t believe in the supernatural, but I do believe some things are magical. I had to walk a fine line, because you are still young enough to believe in objects that will literally give you supernatural power, and those things do not exist. I didn’t want to deceive you, and I certainly didn’t want you getting your heads twisted around the wrong way.
So the conversation become sort of metaphorical, but at its heart was a simple and rational idea: any book that teaches us something is arguably a Book of Power. I believed this so strongly that I allowed you to turn the conversation into a game of “Find the Books of Power!” You raided my office for books first. I guess you assumed that if we owned any really powerful books, they’d be in my office! I told you that you can’t know it’s a Book of Power until you’ve read it. However, I did agree to confirm for you (after you read it) whether or not it was one.
One of the books you chose was “What Do You Do With an Idea?” by Kobi Yamada. It came from my library, so you knew it had some special importance to me. It was an interesting choice because, like our conversation, it was a metaphor. It compared an idea to a funny-looking object that grows bigger and better as its fed. When Marshall finished reading the book aloud, both of you looked at me with shining eyes and asked, “Is this a Book of Power?”
I had to tell you that it was! I mean, knowing what to do with an idea is an incredibly powerful piece of knowledge. You could accomplish a lot in this world just knowing that one thing.
Next, Livia chose “The Runaway Bunny” by Margaret Wise Brown, and Marshall read it to us. Livia thought the message was that you should never run away. I suggested that it was about the strength of a mother’s love. When you asked if it was a Book of Power, I had to say that it was. There are some things you cannot run away from. A mother’s love is very strong, and you should never underestimate it.
While I was typing this story, you both came into the room with big smiles on your faces, having just read “The Angry Moon” by William Sleator. Livia said the “power” was about being brave. Marshall thought it was about not being mean (the Moon only got angry because its feelings had been hurt). You were both right. We must be brave when someone we love is in danger. It is best to be nice, and we can avoid a lot of trouble in life by not angering others unnecessarily.
Then you brought “The Whisper” (by Pamela Zagarenski) to me and happily announced that it was about Imagination. I asked you if that was a power, and you said, “Yes!” Livia explained how important imagination was in the story, and Marshall explained how important it is in Minecraft. You will find imagination helpful in many other ways over the years, I’m sure.
It was impressive how well you understood the themes in these books. And it was also impressive how you abandoned the idea of supernatural magic in favor of real learning. I believe these Books of Power are working on you right now, and that you are becoming more and more powerful with every word you read.
Someday, when you read this letter, maybe you will remember a sense of wonder at the very thought of a Book of Power. I want you to know that I feel it, too. A famous author once said that books are a kind of magic. It might have been Neil Gaiman, or Stephen King, or Jasper Fforde, or Carl Sagan, or more likely all of them, and many others beside. I hope you will always believe in the power of books.
Love,
Mom
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Strong Perfume
I have finally figured out why deodorants are so strongly perfumed. It’s for those days when you’re in a hurry, and you’re just about to run out of the house, and you wonder if you remembered to put on your deodorant. All you have to do is aim your nose roughly in the direction of your armpit and take the quickest of sniffs. You’ll know.
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SITY: Halloween Decorations
I haven’t put up any Halloween decorations. I usually don’t, because we don’t get trick-or-treaters here, and I spend enough on costumes as it is. But out in the yard, the plants and animals have started creating their own holiday displays.
SITY: What’s Beautiful Today?
I spent some time outside this morning taking pictures. I found quite a few beautiful things, including this cicada skin. According to Wikipedia, the term for this is “exuviae,” meaning “things stripped from a body.”
I’ve seen a lot of these things over the years. This is one of the best examples I’ve ever found. They’re not always in such fine condition. It’s amazing how many details you can see in it. Maybe some people wouldn’t call it beautiful, but I do!
Already Great
I always think it’s funny when people wish they had been born into an earlier stage of civilization. Me, I’m thrilled to be alive in this modern age and in a modern country. I survived childhood unscathed by disease. I’m educated. I can vote, own property, drive a car. I’ve flown on planes and played video games. I have glasses to correct my bad vision. I didn’t die when my gall bladder went bad, and I don’t have leprosy. There are scientific discoveries every day that amaze me. I have access to more information that I could possibly want, thanks to books and the Internet. We, as a country, have made a lot of progress toward social equality.
So, when some blowhard comes along and says stupid stuff like “Make America great again!” I get pretty darned mad and I say, “I think America is pretty damned fine right now. It’s been coming along quite nicely, so what the Hell is your problem?”
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The Latest Phase
Dear Kids,
You love Minecraft. You play Minecraft on your tablets. You watch Minecraft videos on YouTube. You play with Minecraft toys. You even read Minecraft books, both fiction and nonfiction.
In short, you’re Minecraft addicts.
Your father and I are amazed by how much you know about the game. Your Minecraft vocabulary is quite extensive. It’s especially impressive given that you still can’t seem to retain terms for everyday things. If you can remember the difference between “enderman”and “wither” then you should be able to remember the difference between “living room” and “dining room!” ๐
I don’t know much about the game. I have a vague understanding of things like creepers, diamond swords, the Nether, and Herobrine. I enjoy listening to you talk about it, but I don’t really get it, so I do a lot of nodding and smiling.
When you’re playing, you’re totally absorbed in that world. I don’t pay much attention, but sometimes I hear you talking while you play. Once I heard Livia say adoringly, “Oooh, a baby chicken!” I figured it must have been a really cute chick. Then she exclaimed, “I better kill it!”
What kind of game is this?!?!
Another time I overheard this exchange:
Livia: Why do you like explosions so much?
Marshall: Because they satisfy me.
I guess Marshall blows up a lot of things in his Minecraft games. The video-game violence sometimes gives me pause, but I have spoken to you about it, and you are well aware of the difference between real life and video games. You like nukes in Minecraft, but not in real life. You even made “No nukes!” signs to hang around the house. (Well, actually the signs said “No nucks,” but close enough!)
Minecraft is just the latest phase, though. It will soon be replaced by something else, perhaps something that will make me nostalgic for the Minecraft days. I know that you have to change and grow, but forgive me if I sometimes wish you were still into Curious George.
Love,
Mom
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Sad, Sad, Sad, Sad, Sad
Aside from the word “the” (a perennial classic), the word I seem to be using most often lately is “sad.”
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