First of all, I wish I knew what actually ran through your mind when you first read the title of this postJ
Okay, so the other day I was arranging my books and I was totally surprised to see this small book called “The talking shoes” by
It was then I recalled that it was the prize I won when I was in kindergartenJ
I think it was for a singing competition…
I had actually forgotten about this book and was excited to see it after a long time. And you know what? I read the book immediately.
A small story about a pair of talking shoes transforming a naughty little girl.
Of course very kiddish but yet It was beautiful!
It made me remember all the pranks I did when I was young, how naughty I had been , how all we cousins enjoyed our summer hols together,the silly fights we got into!
Now everything has changed so much… a busy world, where one forgets himself…
True, that sometimes the flying time fail to take the sheen off the memories we cherish….its really a mystery how some olden golden memories stay so fresh as if it had happened only yesterday!
Well, see how a small book became a reason to think about all this and a topic to blogJ
Thank you Enid Blyton!
So Before I conclude, guess what this “The talking shoes” leave behind when it went back to the shelf, all the more pretty???
Nothing but a true beatific smile on my face…. :)