The Good Little Book was an instant hit, as all books by Kyo Maclear are with us, but this one more so than others because we could see ourselves within its pages. Not that we’re often getting in trouble and sent away to think things over—beyond that page… The boy pulls the good little book from a shelf and with a great sigh, he begins to read.
The main reason why I started reviewing books here on Instagram is because my son would not just sigh at the thought of reading, he would groan and moan and think up any excuse not to start. Begrudgingly and very slowly he would grunt through the pages. We’ve always been readers, from the very beginning, but from the very beginning, my boy was never keen. During play his imagination was rich. He’d create his own stories for wordless books flawlessly. And I love the songs he’d think up on the spot and sing to me. But—he’d run a mile from the written word. I knew we just needed to persist, and we did, but I wanted story time to be an experience he looked forward to. Sharing our story time with you excites my son, so thank you for following our journey. Thank you for helping my son find joy in reading.
The Good Little Book is every book we’ve fallen in love with. For some, it may be one good little book, and for others, a few favourites. For the book obsessed, it’s every book they’ve read that’s become a part of them.
Midway through the story, we learn that the men running with her and many in the crowd supported her every step. They cheered for her and were inspired by her. Back matter records that today more than 12,000 women run in the Boston Marathon each year. It’s been fifty one years since Bobbi’s race, and sadly the fight against inequality and other social injustices are like running a marathon, or a hundred marathons. But, if we’re able to push through every agonising step, if we can come together and support one another, share hopeful stories like Bobbi’s with the rising generations, then we’ll burst through every finish line tape exhausted but exhilarated.