Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Board books are not my friends
Isabel is in a book phase right now. But while this is lovely and exciting, and I am certainly a big fan of literacy, especially at my own house, there is a problem. Isabel has, through several acts of violence against the printed word (sorry Henry and Mudge, Francis, and that lady selling mangos), been classified as a CBD - certified book destroyer. Fortunately, given time and attention, her chances of rehabilitation are strong. For the moment, though, it's board books only for this little CBD.
While some board books are just plain bad (one of my first posts! how far my photography skills have come), all board books share a common problem. They are just so daggone short. Which leads to parents being forced to read them over and over and over and over...
For some reason, perhaps fear of being labelled a CBL (certified book loser), I have been hesitant to get board books from the library. And so, I read the same books to Isabel approx. 10,000 times per day. And when that happens, I start to notice things. Things that would perhaps not have been apparent in the first or tenth or hundredth reading of a particular book. Disturbing things. Such as:
Do you see what I am talking about? No? Let me make it a little clearer, with the help of my friend PicMonkey.
Yes, that's right. This seemingly innocuous book filled with lovely photographs is teaching my child that sharks and killer whales are her friends. Horrifying. I can only begin to imagine the detrimental long term effects that these subliminal messages will have on her tender psyche. I do not, however, have imagine the effect that board books are having on my brain. I can feel it turning to mush with each turn of the cardboard page.