Lynn: All of you reading Bookends even occasionally know that I am a besotted grandmother. It is true that we do shamelessly use all 5 boys as reading guinea pigs, but it is also true that I adore them and talk about them at every opportunity. So I wouldn’t blame you if you scoff at bit at this indulgent story but I swear on my classic science fiction collection that it is true!
Our grandson Henry, a newly minted six-year-old, recently spent the week with us. On the trip to our house, I kept him company in the back seat as we drove across the state. He had brought his favorite book, Darlyne Murawski’s Ultimate Bugopedia (2013), and despite having nearly memorized it, we read it for the entire drive. As we were discussing favorite bugs, Henry tried to find them in his trusty Bugopedia by flipping through the book until he happened upon them. When I showed him the index and explained how to use it, he was utterly enthralled and spent the remaining part of our journey putting it to the test. “Name a bug, Nana,” he’d request, and voilá. It worked every time. Be still my librarian’s heart!
Later that week after a visit to our local public library, Henry read a couple books as I fixed dinner. (I should mention that there is a SERIOUS need for books on the Olympics and Olympic sports for the beginning reader set.) We were chatting about track and field when Henry gasped. “Nana,” he said, with significant outrage, “This book doesn’t have an INDEX!”
There is hope for the civilized world after all.