One of my first favorite books was, “The Very Worried Walrus” by Richard Hefter. It was part of the Sweet Pickles Series from the 1970s. The series initially had 26 volumes. Each was a letter of the Alphabet with a corresponding animal; A-Alligator, B-Bear, C-Camel and so on. Each character was unique. They had personality imperfections that really moved the story forward and made them identifiable.
I was a worrying child, so I really identified with the Worried Walrus. In the story he faces his fears of the “could happens,” and he is better for it. The character learns to live a little and not worry so much; a positive message for those of us who suffer anxiety.
I also love the whole series because of its format of Alphabet-Animal relationship. It spoke to my sense of organization. In a way that was also anxiety reducing; it was predictable and comforting in its rhythm and composition. Plus I love alliteration.
Now, since I was little, I never had the whole set. For a compulsive book lover this was unacceptable, but a fact that I had accepted. Then I became pregnant with my first daughter. My husband Charles wanted to buy something special for the both of us. He looked everywhere. This was no easy feat. It took a lot of call and emails. But, he didn't give up. On Christmas morning, I was blessed from A-Z.
I had not seen it coming, and I tried. When I saw the large box, I shook it and jiggled it and made guess after guess. It was the most wonderful surprise. I am glad that I get to share that memory with Abigail.
Please comment on your favorite childhood book.