Do you remember what your favorite book during your childhood was? I remember mine and it was also my younger brother Joe’s favorite book. Ribsy by Beverly Clearly. And guess what? I still have it!!!!
Look how worn this book is it has been loved and read over and over.
Amy and Kim are my nieces. They left their mark here when they were little. This is on the first page of the book. They are both grown now with children of their own. They were probably about 4 or 5 years old at the time.
Beverly Cleary is an American writer of Children’s and Young adult fiction. She wrote all of the Romona Quimby and Beezus Quimby books as well as the Henry Huggins books. She is still one of America’s most successful authors. Born on April 12th 1916 she is still alive and well at the age of 103 very soon to be 104.
I loved all of the Ramona and Beezus books but my brother didn’t’ get into those. He loved the Henry Huggins books. His favorite was Ribsy. As soon as I read Ribsy it became my favorite too. I guess the fact that I am such a dog lover had something to do with it.
Ribsy is Henry Huggins’ dog and best pal. They do everything together. In the Ribsy book Ribsy gets lost in a shopping center parking lot and is desperately trying to find his way back to Henry. This little escapade sends Ribsy on quite the journey. It is a wonderful book. You will be holding your breath hoping for Henry and Ribsy to be reunited.
Several years ago after my mama passed away, we were cleaning out her house to get it ready to sell. I found the Ribsy book in a box of other old books. I screamed!!! It’s Ribsy!!!! I took the book home and read it for old time’s sake.
My brother and I were very close in age. I can still remember fighting over the Ribsy book. I can see him standing in the doorway of my room saying “hey where’s the Ribsy book?” He would have it for awhile and then I would take it back to my room. I even remember looking into his bedroom, after he was practically an adult, and see him lying across his bed reading Ribsy. It was comforting and familiar. A piece of childhood.
My brother passed away a couple of years ago. We had grown apart as we had gotten older. He had many demons he wrestled and just couldn’t seem to get ahead of them. I still loved him like crazy and though he was my younger brother he always “thought” he had to take care of me, but he never could. In the end I had to help take care of him. We always laughed about how much we loved the Ribsy book. I will keep it forever and have only the best memories with it.
What is your favorite childhood book?
Love your day your way!!!