“I am an author,” my 10-year-old
granddaughter declares with a conviction many published adults would envy. And,
indeed, she is. She will read the cereal box if she has forgotten to take a
book to the table. She spends hours alone in her room writing stories. She has
sleepovers with a friend, and they spend the night writing. And, like a young
Jane Austen, she delights in reading her stories aloud to her family.
Of course, her writer nana is
thrilled to encourage her. I pass on writing tips and ask her questions about
her plot when she is stuck. I listen to her reading and congratulate her—as she
truly deserves. I buy books for her and gave her a pink leather journal to
write her stories in—although she has recently moved up to writing them on her
brother’s computer.
And, dear to my heart, she is
well on her way to becoming a devout Janeite. She reads the Little Miss Austenbooks (supplied by Nana) to her little sisters, and has read an unabridged Pride and Prejudice herself. I followed
up her reading with a “book discussion group” between the two of us.
I have also give her Eva Marie
Hamilton’s delightful Pride and Prejudice and Sense and Sensibility colouring
and puzzle books, which we do together when I visit.
The crowning touch came on my
latest visit when I was able to take her and her mother to the Pride andPrejudice Ball in Calgary. We began the day with English Country Dance lessons.
Then fashioned a Regency
hairstyle for her.
Earlier in the week we had
remodeled a Disney princess gown a friend had given her and used the cut-off
sleeves to make a reticule. The perfect cloak was waiting on a cupboard—another
hand-me-down from a friend. She was very concerned that everything we do be “period
correct” which made the entire event a teaching moment—even to her lacing nana
into her stays.
The ball was a true Cinderella
dream. This was not a children’s event. Many an adult male registered surprise,
then grinned, when he turned to “set” to his new corner and found she was four
feet tall. Our princess danced every dance and never missed a step.
Will my budding author become a
professional? I believe the odds are high. But if not, by encouraging her
current interests I have helped give her a foundation for a lifetime of
pleasure in books. That may well be the greatest contribution I can make to
literature.
Indeed, passing on our knowledge
and enthusiasms and encouraging the next generation is so much of what life is
all about. Those of us who love books can support libraries, volunteer with
children in schools, Sunday school and other community programs. Picking up on
a child’s interests and encouraging them may well be the greatest contribution
any of us can make.
She's lucky to have you (and I know you must feel the same)!
ReplyDeleteWonderful photos! So many fun times!
What lovely memories you're creating for your granddaughter! I love her hairstyle, and I love that she's been introduced to good literature at such a young age.
ReplyDeleteI look forward to seeing her name on the cover of a novel in years to come!
This is great! Thanks for sharing :)
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