Thursday, May 17, 2012
The Three Billy Goats Gruff
The Three Billy Goats Gruff was one of my favorite stories when I was young. There was something very appealing about those three. I guess I admired their determination to cross that bridge and escape being eaten by the Troll. Sort of like me and the writers I know these days. If we can just get across that bridge, we'll reach the side where that lovely grassy hillside lies. In this rather creaky metaphor that would be the world of successful publication.
I still enjoy the story and so to make it a little longer and extend my enjoyment, I adopted a baby goat--actually my neighbor's baby goat. I couldn't resist. Now I can say there are four Billy Goats Gruff: a baby, a small one, a large one and a very LARGE one. I'm rather partial to this littlest addition. He's only a week old, but he sure gets around.
Do you have a favorite very young book that you remember from childhood? Did it have a message that stuck with you?