There are
plenty of ways I could approach talking about picture books.
I could
talk about them as a teacher; I was an elementary teacher-librarian for
thirteen years, so I was lucky enough to get paid to read picture books to kids
five days a week. It was fantastic and joyful and a privilege...I'm sure I had
at least as much fun as the kids did!
I could
talk about them as a parent; as the father of three young daughters, I have so
many treasured memories and present-tense experiences laughing and crying and
gasping at picture books alongside my girls.
I could
talk about them through the lens of my own childhood; I could share
recollections of the beautiful and beloved books read to me by my teachers,
librarians and parents...books that helped me become the person (and writer) I
am today.
Any one of
those angles could have been great. But they all have one thing in common:
kids. Don't get me wrong. We should talk about kids when we talk about
picture books, since kids generally are the target audience and chief enjoyers
of picture books. However, if we only ever talk about kids when we talk about
picture books, we're really missing out on wonderful and profound beauty of
the picture book art form: picture books can be powerful and meaningful
literature for grown-up readers, too. And I don't mean just grown-ups reading
to a younger audience. I mean grown-ups reading and appreciating picture books
themselves, on their own, as grown-ups.
A perfect
example of how a picture book can be significant and important to an adult
reader is one of my all-time favorite books of any genre or length: City
Dog, Country Frog by Mo Willems, brilliantly illustrated by Jon J Muth. If
you don't know this one, you owe it to yourself to get to know it. It's about
friendship, it's about loss, it's about death, it's about grief, it's about
healing. It is, simply put, a masterpiece.
I read it
once to a kindergarten class. They totally got it. Even though it is a quiet
book, a thoughtful book, a deeply sad book in many ways – and even though they
were, after all, wiggly-bodied kindergarteners – they totally got it. They sat
in silence, they nodded along, they sighed, and more than a few of them were
sniffling by the end. But their reaction, true as it was, isn't what I remember
most. When I finished reading, I looked up and saw one of my fellow teachers.
Passing through the library, she had stopped to listen to the understated but
flawless prose. She was standing at the back of the room, tears on her cheeks.
She had recently marked the anniversary of the death of her husband, and that
quiet little picture book had moved her in a deep and utterly grown-up way. It
didn't matter that it was “just” a picture book, that it was only 32 pages and
a few dozen words. It was true, and it was important. It was beautiful.
Another
staff member was once having a very hard time with the passing of her
dog (who she loved more than most parents love their children). I found her at
her desk, with red-rimmed eyes and a pile of Kleenex and a broken voice. Later
that day, I sent her home with Dog Heaven, by Cynthia Rylant. I knew
that book – all about what dogs might do and love and feel in heaven – might
just be exactly what she needed. And it was, she told me later. She didn't have
to read it to a child; she read it to herself, and while it may not have taken
away any of her grief, it could at least add some comfort and some peace to
that grief. And it did so in a way that a three hundred page novel or two hour
movie simply couldn't.
A picture
book that has personally impacted me as an adult reader is the gem Each
Kindness, written by Jacqueline Woodson and illustrated by E.B. Lewis. Its
lesson about loneliness and cruelty and kindness and regret resonated deeply
with me when I first read it. I didn't have to read it through the viewpoint of
a schoolyard bully or troubled child; it has wisdom for me as a grown-up, as a
parent, as a teacher, as a friend. Just like our children, we grown-ups are
surrounded by fellow human beings; human beings who feel pain and anger and
sadness and remorse and isolation. And, just like our children, we grown-ups
sometimes need to be reminded to keep an eye out for those fellow human beings,
to care for them and console them and comfort them. Sometimes we grown-ups need
to be inspired to be the kind of person we want to be, and to be the kind of
person we want our children to be when they are grown-ups. And there's nothing
better than a picture book to do that reminding and inspiring.
I hope my
children grow up to be grown-ups who are thoughtful. Who are kind. Who care
about others. Who are decent and empathetic and big-hearted.
I hope my
children grow up to be grown-ups who read picture books.
*****
Dan Gemeinhart is a former teacher-librarian in Washington state. He is the father of three girls and the author of four books: The Honest Truth, Some Kind of Courage, Scar Island, and Good Dog (coming out March 2018).
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