{"id":3754,"date":"2014-10-29T18:28:18","date_gmt":"2014-10-29T10:28:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/2014\/10\/29\/mei_guo_er_20141029\/"},"modified":"2026-03-14T17:32:10","modified_gmt":"2026-03-14T09:32:10","slug":"mei_guo_er_20141029","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ajia.site\/blog\/en\/2014\/10\/29\/mei_guo_er_20141029\/","title":{"rendered":"A Sum\u00admer Tour of Amer\u00adi\u00adcan Chil\u00addren\u2019s Lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture"},"content":{"rendered":"

This sum\u00admer, I joined a few like-mind\u00aded friends and our chil\u00addren on a chil\u00addren\u2019s lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture tour of the north\u00adeast\u00adern Unit\u00aded States. We had no clear des\u00adti\u00adna\u00adtion at the out\u00adset, but every\u00adone list\u00aded their top des\u00adti\u00adna\u00adtions: Thore\u00adau\u2019s Walden Pond and Alcot\u00adt\u2019s Con\u00adcord, White\u2019s farm and Maine Lake, and the Eric Car\u00adle Pic\u00adture Book Museum\u2014and the trip grad\u00adu\u00adal\u00adly evolved into a chil\u00addren\u2019s lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture tour.<\/span><\/p>\n


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First stop: New York<\/b>
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\nNew York was a con\u00adve\u00adnient start\u00ading point for our trip, and we made a spe\u00adcial trip there because the New York Pub\u00adlic Library was host\u00ading an exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion called \u201cChil\u00addren\u2019s Books.\u201c<\/span>ABC<\/span>: Why are chil\u00addren\u2019s books so impor\u00adtant? \u201d (<\/span>The ABC of It: Why Chil\u00addren\u2019s Books Mat\u00adter<\/span>This exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion has been run\u00adning for more than a year and should have been dis\u00adman\u00adtled long ago, but it has been extend\u00aded sev\u00ader\u00adal times due to its pop\u00adu\u00adlar\u00adi\u00adty.<\/span>S.<\/span>Mr. Mar\u00adcus is a his\u00adto\u00adri\u00adan of chil\u00addren\u2019s lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture and one of the most respect\u00aded crit\u00adics of chil\u00addren\u2019s lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture in the Unit\u00aded States today. The book he edit\u00aded and anno\u00adtat\u00aded, Dear Genius: The Let\u00adters of Ursu\u00adla Nord\u00adstrom, was recent\u00adly pub\u00adlished in Chi\u00adna. It was a book that I led a team to work on.<\/span>16<\/span>Months of trans\u00adla\u00adtion results.<\/span>6<\/span>Ear\u00adli\u00ader this month, Mar\u00adcus had been invit\u00aded by Genglin Cul\u00adture to give a lec\u00adture in Chi\u00adna. We met in Bei\u00adjing and imme\u00addi\u00adate\u00adly hit it off. When he heard I was plan\u00adning to see his exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion in New York, he was so excit\u00aded that he insist\u00aded on com\u00ading to give the lec\u00adture him\u00adself. Who could refuse such a gen\u00ader\u00adous offer?<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nOn a mod\u00ader\u00adate\u00adly hot after\u00adnoon, we met in front of the stone lions at the main entrance of the New York Pub\u00adlic Library on Fifth Avenue. Those two famous lions, one rep\u00adre\u00adsent\u00ading per\u00adse\u00adver\u00adance and the oth\u00ader for\u00adti\u00adtude, have become sym\u00adbols of the library\u2019s spir\u00adit and even appear in the pic\u00adture book \u201cLibrary Lions.\u201d Pass\u00ading the lions and ascend\u00ading the steps, we entered the mag\u00adnif\u00adi\u00adcent library hall.<\/span><\/p>\n

The exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion is locat\u00aded direct\u00adly oppo\u00adsite the entrance, and almost all vis\u00adi\u00adtors enter to take a look. Mr. Mar\u00adcus explained that the exhibits are all from the col\u00adlec\u00adtion of the New York Pub\u00adlic Library. He obtained per\u00admis\u00adsion to enter the base\u00adment and spent sev\u00ader\u00adal months scour\u00ading the col\u00adlec\u00adtion, select\u00ading the most rep\u00adre\u00adsen\u00adta\u00adtive items and cat\u00ade\u00adgo\u00adriz\u00ading them accord\u00ading to the devel\u00adop\u00adment of chil\u00addren\u2019s books. Thus, when dis\u00adplay\u00ading the ear\u00adli\u00adest chil\u00addren\u2019s books in the Unit\u00aded States in the late 17th cen\u00adtu\u00adry, we see the ear\u00adli\u00adest Amer\u00adi\u00adcan chil\u00addren\u2019s Bible sto\u00adries, and when dis\u00adcussing dif\u00adfer\u00adent con\u00adcep\u00adtions of child\u00adhood, we see one of the few sur\u00adviv\u00ading orig\u00adi\u00adnals of William Blake\u2019s \u201cSongs of Inno\u00adcence and Expe\u00adri\u00adence.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nWe read and talked, and before we knew it, two hours had passed. It felt like I had read a brief his\u00adto\u00adry of Amer\u00adi\u00adcan chil\u00addren\u2019s books in one breath. What impressed me most were: the chil\u00addren\u2019s books writ\u00adten by Hawthorne, and his long-term res\u00adi\u00addence in Con\u00adcord and close rela\u00adtion\u00adship with the Alcott fam\u00adi\u00adly who wrote \u201cLit\u00adtle Women\u201d; the ide\u00ado\u00adlog\u00adi\u00adcal influ\u00adence on Amer\u00adi\u00adcan chil\u00addren\u2019s book cre\u00adation from Locke to Rousseau, for exam\u00adple, White\u2019s \u201cChar\u00adlot\u00adte\u2019s Web\u201d is seen as a con\u00adtin\u00adu\u00ada\u00adtion of Rousseau\u2019s nat\u00adu\u00adral\u00adis\u00adtic edu\u00adca\u00adtion\u00adal ideas; the orig\u00adi\u00adnals of var\u00adi\u00adous pup\u00adpets in \u201cWin\u00adnie-Poo\u201d (real\u00adly! Prob\u00ada\u00adbly donat\u00aded by Milne); the umbrel\u00adla in \u201cMary Pop\u00adpins and the Wind\u201d (donat\u00aded by author Tra\u00advers); orig\u00adi\u00adnal paint\u00adings donat\u00aded by some famous pic\u00adture book cre\u00adators such as Wan\u00adda Geiger; and the con\u00adtri\u00adbu\u00adtions of pio\u00adneer\u00ading Amer\u00adi\u00adcan chil\u00addren\u2019s librar\u00adi\u00adans such as Miss Moore; of course, there are also many clas\u00adsic chil\u00addren\u2019s books that were once reject\u00aded or banned by these librar\u00adi\u00adans, such as \u201cPip\u00adpi Long\u00adstock\u00ading\u201d\u2026 But the chil\u00addren in the group were more inter\u00adest\u00aded in the very cre\u00adative\u00adly dec\u00ado\u00adrat\u00aded big green room in \u201cGood\u00adnight Moon\u201d and the var\u00adi\u00adous adven\u00adtures in \u201cAlice in Won\u00adder\u00adland\u201d\u2026 Every\u00adone got what they want\u00aded.<\/span>
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\nThat day, the enthu\u00adsi\u00adas\u00adtic Mr. Mar\u00adcus was in high spir\u00adits. After view\u00ading the exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion, he invit\u00aded me and anoth\u00ader trans\u00adla\u00adtor, Jingjing, to have a drink at a hotel near the library.<\/span>Algo\u00adnquin<\/span>Many famous lit\u00ader\u00adary and artis\u00adtic fig\u00adures often go there.<\/span>EB<\/span>White refused to go there because he thought it was too lux\u00adu\u00adri\u00adous, but Gus Williams loved it very much and would go there every time he returned to New York.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nIn the evening, Mar\u00adcus took us to a restau\u00adrant near Green\u00adwich Vil\u00adlage. He and sev\u00ader\u00adal old friends held a small din\u00adner par\u00adty to cel\u00ade\u00adbrate the pub\u00adli\u00adca\u00adtion of Dear Genius in Chi\u00adna.<\/span>10<\/span>It was 10 o\u2019clock, and Mar\u00adcus was still in high spir\u00adits. He sug\u00adgest\u00aded we go for a walk in Green\u00adwich Vil\u00adlage. I thought he must have some\u00adthing spe\u00adcial to rec\u00adom\u00admend.<\/span>12<\/span>In front of an apart\u00adment build\u00ading on the street, he point\u00aded to a room on the sec\u00adond floor and said, \u201cThat\u2019s where Robert McCloskey paint\u00aded \u2018Make Way for Duck\u00adlings\u2019!\u201d I asked, \u201cIs this the apart\u00adment he shared with Mar\u00adco Semon? The one where he also raised a flock of ducks as mod\u00adels?\u201d Mar\u00adcus nod\u00added proud\u00adly. I could\u00adn\u2019t help but ask in sur\u00adprise, \u201cHow did you know that?\u201d He smiled and said, \u201cHe (McCloskey) told me him\u00adself!\u201d<\/span>
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\nTurn\u00ading anoth\u00ader street, Mar\u00adcus point\u00aded to a white build\u00ading sand\u00adwiched between two apart\u00adment build\u00adings. He explained that this was the for\u00admer site of the Bank Street School of Edu\u00adca\u00adtion. Each floor of the build\u00ading was just big enough for a class\u00adroom, and behind it was an exper\u00adi\u00admen\u00adtal kinder\u00adgarten, where stu\u00addents like Mar\u00adgaret Wise Brown and Ruth Kraus stud\u00adied and observed chil\u00addren. Two or three blocks fur\u00adther north, Mar\u00adcus sud\u00adden\u00adly stopped in the dim street\u00adlight and point\u00aded solemn\u00adly and mys\u00adte\u00adri\u00adous\u00adly at a two-sto\u00adry build\u00ading in front of the apart\u00adment build\u00ading across the street. He explained that this was Mar\u00adgaret Wise Brown\u2019s res\u00adi\u00addence from the 1940s to the ear\u00adly 1950s, pri\u00admar\u00adi\u00adly used as a stu\u00addio and a venue for host\u00ading friends and the media. It was here that she wrote books like \u201cThe Run\u00adaway Bun\u00adny\u201d and \u201cGood\u00adnight Moon.\u201d The five peo\u00adple who had wan\u00addered there were filled with awe. They gath\u00adered around to hear how Mar\u00adcus had dis\u00adcov\u00adered the place, how he had posed as a home\u00adbuy\u00ader to get in and observe, and the fas\u00adci\u00adnat\u00ading anec\u00addotes about Mar\u00adgaret\u2019s life. On that dim street in low\u00ader Man\u00adhat\u00adtan, we seemed to have trav\u00adeled through time to anoth\u00ader world.<\/span><\/p>\n

Sec\u00adond stop: Con\u00adcord<\/b>
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\nIt was evening when I first arrived in Con\u00adcord<\/span>9<\/span>It was a tru\u00adly quaint lit\u00adtle town. I walked around twice but could\u00adn\u2019t find a sin\u00adgle super\u00admar\u00adket open. The white-lit church and town hall, cast against the gloomy night sky, had an eerie qual\u00adi\u00adty. A local friend told us that Con\u00adcord is one of the top ten towns in the Unit\u00aded States for tran\u00adquil\u00adi\u00adty and safe\u00adty. There haven\u2019t been any seri\u00adous crimes in years, and peo\u00adple prac\u00adti\u00adcal\u00adly leave their doors unlocked at night.<\/span>
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\nWith the assur\u00adance of my friend,<\/span>4<\/span>At half past eight I set out alone, walked through the town, and head\u00aded to the hotel.<\/span>6<\/span>Walden Pond is a few kilo\u00adme\u00adters away. The small town in the ear\u00adly morn\u00ading is even qui\u00adeter than the night before. I hur\u00adried for\u00adward, hop\u00ading to reach the lake before sun\u00adrise. The pre-dawn dark\u00adness is like a dew-cov\u00adered leaf, a lit\u00adtle heavy and sticky. Lis\u00adten\u00ading to the crunch of grav\u00adel under my feet, I sud\u00adden\u00adly felt a lit\u00adtle strange. There was\u00adn\u2019t a sin\u00adgle dog bark\u00ading in the entire town. As I approached the woods by the lake, I saw a large dog accom\u00adpa\u00adny\u00ading an elder\u00adly man across the road and into the woods on the oth\u00ader side.<\/span>
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\nTurn\u00ading from Thore\u00adau Road onto Walden Street, I crossed a busy high\u00adway even in the ear\u00adly morn\u00ading and arrived at a place with a sign for \u201cWalden Pond State Nat\u00adur\u00adal Area.\u201d This should be the place about a mile from town that Thore\u00adau men\u00adtioned. I thought qui\u00adet\u00adly for a moment, what would Thore\u00adau do next? I decid\u00aded to take the slight\u00adly uphill path on the right, which was more dense\u00adly wood\u00aded. Sure enough, after walk\u00ading a dis\u00adtance, I saw the sign: Emer\u00adson<\/span>\u2013<\/span>Thore\u00adau strolled along the path. Then, I first saw the lake, then turned and saw the ruins of Thore\u00adau\u2019s cab\u00adin. I stood for a long time among the stone piles, savor\u00ading the qui\u00adet and com\u00adplete soli\u00adtude of this moment. Step\u00adping out of the cab\u00adin, I fol\u00adlowed the cus\u00adtom\u00adary pil\u00adgrim tra\u00addi\u00adtion and wrote my name on a peb\u00adble and placed it in the pile beside the ruins.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nThe weath\u00ader was\u00adn\u2019t good; it was over\u00adcast that day, pre\u00advent\u00ading sun\u00adrise. I strolled around the lake and was sur\u00adprised to find it even more live\u00adly than on shore! A group of swim\u00admers splashed in the water. From a dis\u00adtance, they looked like ducks pad\u00addling, but the sounds were clear\u00adly quack\u00ading and gig\u00adgling, a joy\u00adful spec\u00adta\u00adcle. Sev\u00ader\u00adal well-equipped swim\u00admers swam around the lake at a steady, freestyle pace, approach\u00ading the shore. By com\u00adpar\u00adi\u00adson, the num\u00adber of peo\u00adple run\u00adning around the lake was rel\u00ada\u00adtive\u00adly small.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nThere is a rail\u00adway pass\u00ading through the woods on the west side of the lake. Curi\u00adous\u00adly, I lay on the rails and lis\u00adtened, but it was still very qui\u00adet. I guess the rail\u00adway should lead to Fitch\u00adburg. Thore\u00adau once dis\u00adcussed: To enjoy the trip to Fitch\u00adburg, should you work first to earn mon\u00adey and then buy a train tick\u00adet? Or should you just hit the road with your hands wav\u00ading? This is indeed a ques\u00adtion worth con\u00adsid\u00ader\u00ading. But at this time, I saw that the sun in the east had emerged from the clouds, dye\u00ading the lake and leaves on this side with warm col\u00adors, so I went to a seclud\u00aded place by the lake to read. I flipped through a few pages of \u201cWalden\u201d and found the pas\u00adsage I want\u00aded to read: \u201cNot only watch the sun\u00adrise and the dawn, but if pos\u00adsi\u00adble, also admire nature itself!\u2026 Real\u00adly, although I did\u00adn\u2019t specif\u00adi\u00adcal\u00adly help the sun\u00adrise, don\u2019t doubt that appear\u00ading before sun\u00adrise is the most impor\u00adtant thing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nMy friends who were trav\u00adel\u00ading with us met up after break\u00adfast. We were all cap\u00adti\u00advat\u00aded by the beau\u00adty of Walden Pond and did\u00adn\u2019t want to go any\u00adwhere else. Some of us who loved water want\u00aded to go in the lake imme\u00addi\u00adate\u00adly. After some dis\u00adcus\u00adsion, we decid\u00aded to vis\u00adit the Alcott fam\u00adi\u00adly home in the morn\u00ading and then go in the after\u00adnoon when it was warmer.<\/span>
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\nThe Alcott fam\u00adi\u00adly home is well worth a vis\u00adit, espe\u00adcial\u00adly for chil\u00addren and adults who enjoy \u201cLit\u00adtle Women.\u201d Although fic\u00adtion\u00adal, the fam\u00adi\u00adly\u2019s char\u00adac\u00adter\u00adis\u00adtics and per\u00adson\u00adal\u00adi\u00adties close\u00adly mir\u00adror those of the real Alcott fam\u00adi\u00adly. The mid\u00addle sis\u00adter, Jo, is a reflec\u00adtion of the author Louisa, while the trag\u00adi\u00adcal\u00adly deceased musi\u00adcal prodi\u00adgy, Beth, is a true-life cousin. For var\u00adi\u00adous rea\u00adsons, the Alcott home has been remark\u00adably well-pre\u00adserved, remain\u00ading vir\u00adtu\u00adal\u00adly as it was when Louisa wrote it. This makes a vis\u00adit to the home par\u00adtic\u00adu\u00adlar\u00adly mov\u00ading for read\u00aders famil\u00adiar with \u201cLit\u00adtle Women.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nWe were also impressed by Louisa\u2019s upbring\u00ading. Her father, Mr. Alcott, a soci\u00adol\u00ado\u00adgist and edu\u00adca\u00adtor, pro\u00advid\u00aded his daugh\u00adters with a won\u00adder\u00adful learn\u00ading envi\u00adron\u00adment at home, includ\u00ading a rig\u00ador\u00adous sched\u00adule. He exem\u00adpli\u00adfied the con\u00adcept of \u201chome school\u00ading.\u201d He was close friends with Hawthorne and Emer\u00adson, who lived near\u00adby, and they often met and chat\u00adted. Louisa and Hawthorne\u2019s son often played togeth\u00ader, and they fre\u00adquent\u00adly bor\u00adrowed books from Emer\u00adson\u00ad\u2019s home library. When Louisa and her sis\u00adter grew old\u00ader, they attend\u00aded nat\u00adur\u00adal his\u00adto\u00adry school, taught by Thore\u00adau! We could\u00adn\u2019t help but mar\u00advel at the impor\u00adtance of the com\u00admu\u00adni\u00adty we grow up in.<\/span>
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\nWhen we arrived at Walden Pond that after\u00adnoon, it was bustling with peo\u00adple swim\u00adming, boat\u00ading, sun\u00adbathing on the sandy shore, and chil\u00addren run\u00adning around. Thore\u00adau prob\u00ada\u00adbly could\u00adn\u2019t have antic\u00adi\u00adpat\u00aded Walden, a place so play\u00adful yet so unthink\u00adable. We entered the lake in a shady, less crowd\u00aded area, and the water was just the right tem\u00adper\u00ada\u00adture. I swam deep\u00ader, and grad\u00adu\u00adal\u00adly the crowds dwin\u00addled. By the time I reached the cen\u00adter, not even the tour boats had left. I swam to the oth\u00ader side in one breath, feel\u00ading sur\u00adpris\u00ading\u00adly relaxed and over\u00adjoyed. I final\u00adly under\u00adstood the joy of those ear\u00adly morn\u00ading tourists. On the way back, I lay on the sur\u00adface, gaz\u00ading at the blue sky. For a moment, com\u00adplete\u00adly obliv\u00adi\u00adous to the sur\u00adround\u00ading noise, I recalled the many times Thore\u00adau had spent soli\u00adtary boat\u00ading and con\u00adtem\u00adplat\u00ading here, and I felt a bit lost. Sud\u00adden\u00adly, I felt a surge of water from the bot\u00adtom of the water, a chill that pen\u00ade\u00adtrat\u00aded my heart. I shud\u00addered, quick\u00adly turned over, and swam back the way I had come.<\/span><\/p>\n

Stop 3: Brook\u00adlyn Vil\u00adlage, Maine<\/b>
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\nBrook\u00adlyn, Maine, not Brook\u00adlyn, New York. It\u2019s a vil\u00adlage in the town of Blue Hill in Han\u00adcock Coun\u00adty, Maine. Once a rel\u00ada\u00adtive\u00adly unknown fish\u00ading vil\u00adlage, it rose to promi\u00adnence thanks to fre\u00adquent appear\u00adances in pres\u00adti\u00adgious mag\u00ada\u00adzines like The New York\u00ader and Harper\u2019s.<\/span>EB<\/span>The arti\u00adcles White wrote in Brook\u00adlyn Vil\u00adlage were lat\u00ader com\u00adpiled into a book, his essay col\u00adlec\u00adtion \u201cEvery Man Is Dif\u00adfer\u00adent\u201d. In fact, the three clas\u00adsic fairy tales of this great writer, \u201cStu\u00adart Lit\u00adtle\u201d, \u201cChar\u00adlot\u00adte\u2019s Web\u201d and \u201cThe Trum\u00adpet of the Swan\u201d, were all com\u00adplet\u00aded in this small vil\u00adlage. In White\u2019s view, \u201cChar\u00adlot\u00adte\u2019s Web\u201d is \u201csinging prais\u00ades to the barn\u201d, and the barn is locat\u00aded in this salt\u00adwa\u00adter farm. Mr. and Mrs. White<\/span>1933<\/span>When they came here for vaca\u00adtion, they fell in love with this place hope\u00adless\u00adly; the fol\u00adlow\u00ading year, they could\u00adn\u2019t wait to use<\/span>6000<\/span>The salt\u00adwa\u00adter farm was pur\u00adchased with US dol\u00adlars; after sev\u00ader\u00adal years of painful weigh\u00ading and selec\u00adtion, it was final\u00adly<\/span>1939<\/span>He moved here from New York in 1916 and lived here until his death.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nWe stayed at the Brook\u00adlyn Inn, the only one in the vil\u00adlage. Coin\u00adci\u00adden\u00adtal\u00adly, the own\u00ader of the inn was named Angel, but he seemed to have no rela\u00adtion\u00adship with Rogers Angel, White\u2019s step\u00adson. Mr. Angel was a retired old cap\u00adtain, and his wife was a retired old pro\u00adfes\u00adsor. They ran the inn very ele\u00adgant\u00adly. Although it only had five rooms, their busi\u00adness was boom\u00ading because of their well-known cook\u00ading skills. The most inter\u00adest\u00ading thing was that dur\u00ading our chat, we dis\u00adcov\u00adered that most of the tourists who came to Brook\u00adlyn for a \u201cpil\u00adgrim\u00adage\u201d were not here for the great writer White, but for his son Joe White. In the eyes of fans of small sea ves\u00adsels, Joe was a \u201cmas\u00adter-class\u201d ship\u00adbuilder. He was<\/span>1960<\/span>In 1996, he took over the Brook\u00adlyn Dock\u00adyard. In addi\u00adtion to build\u00ading ships, he also taught ship\u00adbuild\u00ading tech\u00adniques. Every year, many enthu\u00adsi\u00adasts come from all over the world to learn the craft. It is the dream of many peo\u00adple to own a sail\u00adboat built by Joe him\u00adself. Unfor\u00adtu\u00adnate\u00adly, Joe<\/span>1997<\/span>He passed away in 2000 and the ship\u00adyard is cur\u00adrent\u00adly being man\u00adaged by his son.<\/span>
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\nThat morn\u00ading, I walked to the Brook\u00adlyn Dock\u00adyard, hop\u00ading to catch the sun\u00adrise over the water. But when I got there, I real\u00adized I was head\u00ading in the wrong direc\u00adtion. On this bay, the ocean faces west. I turned east and watched the sun rise over the hills beyond. By the time I reached the church in the cen\u00adter of the vil\u00adlage, it was already above the tall trees in the ceme\u00adtery. A thought struck me: Where are the Whites\u2019 graves? Wad\u00ading through the thick morn\u00ading dew on the grass, I searched the ceme\u00adtery row by row. The ceme\u00adtery is vast, and some of the tomb\u00adstones have inter\u00adest\u00ading inscrip\u00adtions, and the sur\u00adround\u00ading dis\u00adplays are quite inge\u00adnious. I wan\u00addered, explor\u00ading, and by the time I reached the last row, it felt like ages had passed and I was feel\u00ading a lit\u00adtle tired. But I still could\u00adn\u2019t find them. No, there were some rel\u00ada\u00adtive\u00adly inde\u00adpen\u00addent tomb\u00adstones beneath that tree over there. I guess I should have checked those out first. Sure enough, the White fam\u00adi\u00adly was there. In the back row were the Whites and their son, Joe; in the front row were the fam\u00adi\u00adly of their step\u00adson, Rogers Angell. How\u00adev\u00ader, Rogers, who is over 90 years old, is still alive, and there is just a place left for him here.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nWhen I placed some wild flow\u00aders in front of the Whites\u2019 grave, I found anoth\u00ader tomb\u00adstone under the tree, which was blocked by a small pine tree, so I could\u00adn\u2019t read the words on the tomb\u00adstone. I curi\u00adous\u00adly part\u00aded the pine branch\u00ades and saw to my sur\u00adprise that it was the tomb of Wilbur Trapp. This Mr. Wilbur hap\u00adpened to have the same name as the piglet in Char\u00adlot\u00adte\u2019s Web, but he was born in<\/span>1915<\/span>died in<\/span>1995<\/span>The fact that the locals buried him next to White\u2019s fam\u00adi\u00adly was obvi\u00adous\u00adly a lit\u00adtle joke, but I think White would have liked it.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nThat day, as we passed through North Brook\u00adlyn, we stopped briefly at Salt\u00adwa\u00adter Farm. It\u2019s now a pri\u00advate farm, closed to vis\u00adi\u00adtors, so we could only peek out\u00adside. The far\u00adm\u2019s lay\u00adout has\u00adn\u2019t changed from White\u2019s orig\u00adi\u00adnal draw\u00ading; the barn is still there, but the sur\u00adround\u00ading trees have become much denser. Stand\u00ading at the edge of the farm, look\u00ading out toward the sea, you can see a gen\u00adtle slope all the way down to the ocean. That year, the Whites, hold\u00ading three-year-old Joe in their sail\u00adboat, had spot\u00adted the farm from the sea and instant\u00adly fell in love with it.<\/span><\/p>\n

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White\u2019s own draw\u00ading of the farm<\/p>\n

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\nA glimpse out\u00adside the farm<\/p>\n

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\nSalt\u00adwa\u00adter farm behind look\u00ading out to sea<\/p>\n


\nIn Brook\u00adlyn Vil\u00adlage, there are no oth\u00ader activ\u00adi\u00adties for tourists except boat\u00ading or tak\u00ading a boat. How\u00adev\u00ader, the sur\u00adround\u00ading area is very pop\u00adu\u00adlar.<\/span>1<\/span>An hour\u2019s dri\u00adve away is the pop\u00adu\u00adlar Aca\u00addia Nation\u00adal Park; about<\/span>20<\/span>A few min\u00adutes\u2019 dri\u00adve away is Deer Island, where many artists gath\u00ader. Robert McCloskey and his wife lived there with their two daugh\u00adters for a long time. Dur\u00ading that time, they cre\u00adat\u00aded sev\u00ader\u00adal clas\u00adsic pic\u00adture books, includ\u00ading \u201cSel Pick\u00ading Blue\u00adber\u00adries\u201d, \u201cMorn\u00adings on the Seashore\u201d and \u201cGood Times\u201d. The lat\u00adter two are based on island scenery and island life, while \u201cSel Pick\u00ading Blue\u00adber\u00adries\u201d is set in Blue Hill.<\/span>Blue
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\nNorth from White\u2019s Salt\u00adwa\u00adter Farm<\/span>4<\/span>Miles is Blue Hill. If you wan\u00adder around that area, you will find that every few steps there is a hill\u00adside that looks very much like the place where lit\u00adtle Sel and his moth\u00ader went to pick blue\u00adber\u00adries. As for where exact\u00adly it is, even the locals can\u2019t tell you for sure. Blue Hill is close to the Atlantic Ocean. The moun\u00adtains on the shore are rocky, with many small lakes between the moun\u00adtains. The forests are dense and the pop\u00adu\u00adla\u00adtion den\u00adsi\u00adty is low, so the whole area is beau\u00adti\u00adful. In fact, you don\u2019t have to go to the nation\u00adal park to squeeze with peo\u00adple to see the scenery. In addi\u00adtion, the lob\u00adsters in this area are also very deli\u00adcious and very cheap. Unprocessed raw lob\u00adsters are equiv\u00ada\u00adlent to about one kilo\u00adgram.<\/span>40<\/span>It is said that White was also quite knowl\u00adedge\u00adable about lob\u00adster fish\u00ading. His book \u201cA Short His\u00adto\u00adry of Lob\u00adster\u00admen\u201d can be found in the near\u00adby Lob\u00adster Muse\u00adum.<\/span>
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\nOn our last day, at the innkeep\u00ader\u2019s rec\u00adom\u00admen\u00adda\u00adtion, we head\u00aded to a boat club near the old mines on Deer Island, ready to go boat\u00ading and expe\u00adri\u00adence the pic\u00adturesque seascapes first\u00adhand. But ear\u00adly that morn\u00ading, the skies turned sour, and it began to rain. When we arrived at the club, the rain had\u00adn\u2019t stopped and was get\u00adting heav\u00adier. The club\u2019s own\u00ader, Cap\u00adtain Bill, firm\u00adly declared that boat\u00ading on such rainy days was out of the ques\u00adtion. Our hearts sank. But then, point\u00ading to a satel\u00adlite image on his com\u00adput\u00ader, he said the rain would stop at 1:00 PM, allow\u00ading us to boat all after\u00adnoon. Over\u00adjoyed, we quick\u00adly booked a reser\u00adva\u00adtion.<\/span><\/p>\n


\nA heavy rain driz\u00adzled down on Deal Island all morn\u00ading, mak\u00ading it a per\u00adfect time to browse the gal\u00adleries. In the town cen\u00adter, gal\u00adleries appeared every few steps, show\u00adcas\u00ading a wide vari\u00adety of styles: abstract mod\u00adern paint\u00adings, roman\u00adtic impres\u00adsion\u00adism, and real\u00adis\u00adtic land\u00adscapes. Strange\u00adly enough, view\u00ading the Deal Island land\u00adscapes here felt par\u00adtic\u00adu\u00adlar\u00adly inti\u00admate. While the scenery was already pic\u00adturesque just look\u00ading out, turn\u00ading back to view the scenery with\u00adin the frame offered a unique fla\u00advor, per\u00adhaps because it had been rein\u00adter\u00adpret\u00aded by the artist\u2019s eye and hand.<\/span>
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\nSee\u00ading<\/span>12<\/span>It was past half past mid\u00adnight, and the rain showed no sign of stop\u00adping, so we had to return to the club to can\u00adcel our reser\u00adva\u00adtion. Arriv\u00ading at around one o\u2019clock, we sud\u00adden\u00adly felt the rain stop, and the sun peeked through. Cap\u00adtain Bill was amaz\u00ading! We excit\u00aded\u00adly found our guide, packed our gear, found the boat, sort\u00aded our belong\u00adings, prac\u00adticed on land, announced things, con\u00adsult\u00aded with the trans\u00adla\u00adtor\u2026 After a lot of has\u00adsles, we were final\u00adly able to go out to sea.<\/span><\/p>\n


\nThere are many small islands scat\u00adtered in the bay out\u00adside Deer Island. The islands are not far from each oth\u00ader, form\u00ading a series of sea cor\u00adri\u00addors. So on a clear day, it feels very pleas\u00adant to row among these islands, which is sim\u00adi\u00adlar to the feel\u00ading of row\u00ading on the lake, but you have to pay atten\u00adtion to avoid the lob\u00adster boats shut\u00adtling back and forth. As soon as I got to the sea, I looked for the island where the McCloskey fam\u00adi\u00adly once lived, but I found that every island I passed by looked like the one in the pic\u00adture book. I asked the guide, and the young man smiled and shook his head and said he did\u00adn\u2019t know. Well, let\u2019s just pre\u00adtend that every island here is Sear\u00adle\u2019s Island. There are pine trees on each island, rocks and slip\u00adpery sea\u00adweed on the shore, clams on the beach, loons swim\u00adming around, and seag\u00adulls fly\u00ading freely\u2026 Which island here is not like this? The boat we rowed is called<\/span>kayas<\/span>It was said to be the kind of canoe Indi\u00adans used to row. The hull was so light and thin that sit\u00adting in it felt like sit\u00adting direct\u00adly in the water, and glid\u00ading along the sur\u00adface felt like glid\u00ading through the sky. That day, after the rain, every\u00adthing felt espe\u00adcial\u00adly clean. Not only was the sky pure blue, the water clear, but even the white clouds seemed to have been washed clean.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nFourth stop: Amherst<\/b>
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\nOur first impres\u00adsion of Amherst was of a par\u00adadise. Before enter\u00ading Amherst, we had to pass through a series of moun\u00adtains and forests. The roads twist\u00aded and turned, and the trees were as dense as a primeval for\u00adest. After a long dri\u00adve, we sud\u00adden\u00adly arrived in the city of Amherst. Here, there were the uni\u00adver\u00adsi\u00adty cam\u00adpus\u00ades, a cen\u00adtral square that resem\u00adbled a park, and large super\u00admar\u00adkets lin\u00ading the main highway\u2014a stark con\u00adtrast to the primeval for\u00adest feel\u00ading we had just a few min\u00adutes ear\u00adli\u00ader.<\/span>
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\nThe first pur\u00adpose of going to Amherst is to vis\u00adit the Eric Car\u00adle Pic\u00adture Book Muse\u00adum, the first ded\u00adi\u00adcat\u00aded pic\u00adture book muse\u00adum in the Unit\u00aded States, found\u00aded in<\/span>2002<\/span>Inspired by the Chi\u00adhi\u00adro Muse\u00adum of Art in Iwasa\u00adki, Japan, Eric Car\u00adle and his wife, Bar\u00adbara, found\u00aded the muse\u00adum. Today, the muse\u00adum boasts a col\u00adlec\u00adtion of over 10,000 orig\u00adi\u00adnal illus\u00adtra\u00adtions and boasts three exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion gal\u00adleries, an art stu\u00addio, a library, and a the\u00adater. Besides rotat\u00ading exhi\u00adbi\u00adtions based on themes, the muse\u00adum also offers a vari\u00adety of relat\u00aded activ\u00adi\u00adties. Pop\u00adu\u00adlar activ\u00adi\u00adties for chil\u00addren include col\u00adlage mak\u00ading in the art stu\u00addio, lis\u00adten\u00ading to pic\u00adture book sto\u00adries in the library, and watch\u00ading relat\u00aded per\u00adfor\u00admances in the the\u00adater.<\/span>
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\nRecent exhi\u00adbi\u00adtions have three themes: a visu\u00adal game Eric plays with his artist friends\u2014What\u2019s your favorite animal?\u2014an imag\u00adi\u00adna\u00adtive visu\u00adal feast, with top illus\u00adtra\u00adtors seem\u00ading\u00adly com\u00adpet\u00ading against each oth\u00ader, each show\u00adcas\u00ading their tal\u00adents; an exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion of illus\u00adtra\u00adtions by Sims Tar\u00adbeck, whose works like \u201cJoseph Had an Old Coat\u201d and \u201cAn Old Woman Swal\u00adlowed a Fly\u201d are also pop\u00adu\u00adlar among Chi\u00adnese read\u00aders; and an exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion of orig\u00adi\u00adnal illus\u00adtra\u00adtions by Louise Fitzhugh. This artist is renowned for her chil\u00addren\u2019s nov\u00adels, and her book \u201cHar\u00adri\u00adet the Spy\u201d has been trans\u00adlat\u00aded into Chi\u00adnese. How\u00adev\u00ader, read\u00aders often over\u00adlook her as a gift\u00aded painter, whose illus\u00adtra\u00adtions leave a last\u00ading impres\u00adsion.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nPho\u00adtog\u00adra\u00adphy is pro\u00adhib\u00adit\u00aded here, so I real\u00adly want\u00aded to exam\u00adine every paint\u00ading care\u00adful\u00adly. But I was also curi\u00adous about how the sto\u00adry\u00adtellers told sto\u00adries to the chil\u00addren, so I rushed to the library dur\u00ading sto\u00adry\u00adtime. There weren\u2019t many chil\u00addren lis\u00adten\u00ading; they could sit on the floor or in their par\u00adents\u2019 arms, while the par\u00adents set\u00adtled com\u00adfort\u00adably on the sofas. That day, the sto\u00adry\u00adteller was a slight\u00adly plump woman. I did\u00adn\u2019t catch the name of the sto\u00adry, but it was about a curi\u00adous boy fid\u00addling with a piece of silk rib\u00adbon. She told the sto\u00adry qui\u00adet\u00adly, wait\u00ading for the audi\u00adence\u2019s reac\u00adtion to each new dis\u00adcov\u00adery or twist. Sure enough, two chil\u00addren, like tod\u00addlers, would rush over to help, car\u00adry\u00ading the sto\u00adry for\u00adward all the way to the cli\u00admax.<\/span>
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\nAfter hear\u00ading the sto\u00adry, I walked back to the lob\u00adby and dis\u00adcov\u00adered that the cater\u00adpil\u00adlar there was actu\u00adal\u00adly a small sto\u00adry\u00adtelling house. A moth\u00ader (or father) was hid\u00ading inside with her child, shar\u00ading a sto\u00adry. It was so heart\u00adwarm\u00ading and enjoy\u00adable! I think chil\u00addren under eight or nine might enjoy it more. Of course, pic\u00adture book enthu\u00adsi\u00adasts of all ages will enjoy it.<\/span>
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\nMr. Mar\u00adcus hap\u00adpened to be a trustee of the muse\u00adum, and through him, I was con\u00adnect\u00aded via email with the muse\u00adum\u2019s direc\u00adtor, Ms. Alexan\u00addra Kennedy. She gave me a detailed intro\u00adduc\u00adtion to the exhi\u00adbi\u00adtions and events and strong\u00adly rec\u00adom\u00admend\u00aded a pic\u00adnic in the orchard out\u00adside the muse\u00adum. What a great idea! That morn\u00ading, we bought bread from a pop\u00adu\u00adlar local bak\u00adery and some fruits and veg\u00adeta\u00adbles at the farm\u00aders\u2019 mar\u00adket in the cen\u00adtral square. After enjoy\u00ading the illus\u00adtra\u00adtions, we enjoyed a deli\u00adcious lunch in the beau\u00adti\u00adful orchard.<\/span>
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\nUnfor\u00adtu\u00adnate\u00adly, we had to leave after noon because there was still one place in Amherst that we need\u00aded to \u201cmake a pil\u00adgrim\u00adage\u201d, which was the for\u00admer res\u00adi\u00addence of Emi\u00adly Dick\u00adin\u00adson, who also hap\u00adpened to be one of my favorite female poets.<\/span><\/p>\n

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\nThe Dick\u00adin\u00adson fam\u00adi\u00adly\u2019s old house and the big oak tree<\/p>\n


\nDick\u00adin\u00adson is arguably the world\u2019s most famous home\u00adbody. Through\u00adout her life, she rarely left the house her grand\u00adfa\u00adther had orig\u00adi\u00adnal\u00adly built, spend\u00ading her time con\u00adfined to the home, the large oak tree in the gar\u00adden, and her broth\u00ader\u2019s adjoin\u00ading house next door, which her father had built for him and is now in bet\u00adter con\u00addi\u00adtion. The oak tree men\u00adtioned in her poems is read\u00adi\u00adly vis\u00adi\u00adble, now even more robust. The vast green space she often ref\u00ader\u00adenced in her poems is no longer vis\u00adi\u00adble; judg\u00ading by its loca\u00adtion, it rep\u00adre\u00adsents a cor\u00adner of the Amherst Col\u00adlege cam\u00adpus across the main street from the house. Both Dick\u00adin\u00adson\u2019s grand\u00adfa\u00adther and father were active\u00adly involved in the found\u00ading of this pri\u00advate col\u00adlege.<\/span>
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\nOur tour guide, who called her\u00adself \u201cJoe,\u201d felt like a sea\u00adsoned pro\u00adfes\u00adsor. She seemed to know the his\u00adto\u00adry of every brick and tile in the old hous\u00ades, and could recite excerpts from Dick\u00adin\u00adson\u2019s poems and let\u00adters. As those lines con\u00adnect\u00aded with the scene before me and the sto\u00adries I asso\u00adci\u00adat\u00aded with Dick\u00adin\u00adson, I felt a surge of elec\u00adtric\u00adi\u00adty. In one of the old rooms, Ms. Qiao invit\u00aded every\u00adone to sit down and used a dis\u00adplay board to demon\u00adstrate how Dick\u00adin\u00adson repeat\u00aded\u00adly pon\u00addered dif\u00adfer\u00adent pos\u00adsi\u00adble word choic\u00ades. This remind\u00aded me of Jia Dao\u2019s \u201cTui Kao\u201d (refined phras\u00ades) and Du Fu\u2019s \u201cIn my lat\u00ader years, my poet\u00adry grad\u00adu\u00adal\u00adly became more refined.\u201d<\/span>
\n
\nThe entire tour last\u00aded near\u00adly two hours, but I did\u00adn\u2019t feel tired at all. When we said good\u00adbye, Joe curi\u00adous\u00adly asked if non-native Eng\u00adlish speak\u00aders would be able to relate to Dick\u00adin\u00adson\u2019s poet\u00adry. I assured her that we loved it and that there are many Dick\u00adin\u00adson read\u00aders in Chi\u00adna. I think the beau\u00adty of Dick\u00adin\u00adson\u2019s poems is that they are rel\u00ada\u00adtive\u00adly short, yet rich in imagery and have a beau\u00adti\u00adful sound to them, much like clas\u00adsi\u00adcal Chi\u00adnese poet\u00adry. We may not under\u00adstand every line, but we feel their pow\u00ader. Joe was delight\u00aded to hear that.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\u7f8e\u56fd\u513f\u7ae5\u6587\u5b66\u7684\u590f\u5b63\u4e4b\u65c5\"<\/a>
\nNot far from the old house is the for\u00admer res\u00adi\u00addence of Dick\u00adin\u00adson\u2019s broth\u00ader and sis\u00adter-in-law (which is more well-pre\u00adserved).<\/p>\n

Fifth stop: New York again<\/b>
\n
\nBack in New York, before head\u00ading back to Chi\u00adna, I set aside a full day for myself to spend time at the New York Pub\u00adlic Library, look\u00ading up infor\u00adma\u00adtion, and tak\u00ading the time to review the chil\u00addren\u2019s book.<\/span>ABC<\/span>exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion.<\/span>
\n
\nCon\u00adtrary to my expec\u00adta\u00adtions, the New York Pub\u00adlic Library\u2019s main branch is a research library, where open-shelf access is not per\u00admit\u00adted. One can only search the cat\u00ada\u00adlog and ask a librar\u00adi\u00adan to retrieve the book. I first applied for a tem\u00adpo\u00adrary library card and found a com\u00adput\u00ader to search. Con\u00adfused and strug\u00adgling for a while, a librar\u00adi\u00adan offered to help me find the book. After find\u00ading it, he asked me to write down the search code. Even he found the title and code I\u2019d writ\u00adten down, and he felt a bit over\u00adwhelmed. He then asked me to con\u00adsult a seem\u00ading\u00adly more expe\u00adri\u00adenced librar\u00adi\u00adan. The librar\u00adi\u00adan was indeed more expe\u00adri\u00adenced and found the book quick\u00adly. He told me that the book was at the New Jer\u00adsey State Library and would be deliv\u00adered to me the next morn\u00ading if I was sure. I said that was a shame, as I had to return to Chi\u00adna the next morn\u00ading. She also felt help\u00adless, but after under\u00adstand\u00ading my needs (research relat\u00aded to chil\u00addren\u2019s lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture authors), she sug\u00adgest\u00aded I check the chil\u00addren\u2019s book sec\u00adtion on the ground floor, where they had open-shelf access. That\u2019s right, I thought. The chil\u00addren\u2019s book sec\u00adtion found\u00aded by the Moores should have been the place to go.<\/span>
\n
\nAfter half a day, although I did\u00adn\u2019t find the book I was look\u00ading for, I did man\u00adage to flip through a bunch of chil\u00addren\u2019s books. After a quick glance, I real\u00adized there were so many good books, and so many I still did\u00adn\u2019t know about. So I tem\u00adporar\u00adi\u00adly aban\u00addoned my search and decid\u00aded to take anoth\u00ader seri\u00adous look at Mar\u00adcus\u2019s exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion.<\/span>
\n
\nThe biggest advan\u00adtage of vis\u00adit\u00ading an exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion alone is that you have plen\u00adty of time to appre\u00adci\u00adate and reflect. I first walked through the exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion briefly and final\u00adly got a clear\u00ader under\u00adstand\u00ading of its struc\u00adture. It remind\u00aded me of a his\u00adto\u00adry of Amer\u00adi\u00adcan chil\u00addren\u2019s books writ\u00adten by Mar\u00adcus, \u201cGuardians of Chil\u00addren\u2019s Books: Ide\u00adal\u00adists, Doers, and the Mak\u00ading of Amer\u00adi\u00adcan Chil\u00addren\u2019s Lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture\u201d (<\/span>Min\u00adders of Make-Believe: Ide\u00adal\u00adists, Entre\u00adpre\u00adneurs, and the Shap\u00ading of Amer\u00adi\u00adcan Chil\u00addren\u2019s Lit\u00ader\u00ada\u00adture<\/span>Yes, the main idea of this exhi\u00adbi\u00adtion comes from this.<\/span>
\n
\nWith my mind sud\u00adden\u00adly enlight\u00adened, I decid\u00aded to enjoy explor\u00ading the muse\u00adum\u2019s trea\u00adsures once more. Then, a new group of vis\u00adi\u00adtors arrived. They did\u00adn\u2019t look like ordi\u00adnary tourists, as they were led by an ele\u00adgant, elder\u00adly woman, who occa\u00adsion\u00adal\u00adly engaged in dis\u00adcus\u00adsion. I leaned over to lis\u00adten to her expla\u00adna\u00adtion, which was undoubt\u00aded\u00adly quite pro\u00adfes\u00adsion\u00adal, seem\u00ading\u00adly on par with Mar\u00adcus\u2019s. Her calm and com\u00adposed pre\u00adsen\u00adta\u00adtion cap\u00adti\u00advat\u00aded most of the vis\u00adi\u00adtors, who also low\u00adered their voic\u00ades to accom\u00admo\u00addate her.<\/span><\/p>\n

\"\u7f8e\u56fd\u513f\u7ae5\u6587\u5b66\u7684\u590f\u5b63\u4e4b\u65c5\"<\/a>
\n
\nAs the woman led the group into the large green room, near\u00adly every\u00adone gath\u00adered around her. She had already picked up the book \u201cGood\u00adnight, Moon\u201d and began to read aloud. When she reached the \u201cold lady\u201d in the book, I could\u00adn\u2019t help but laugh. Was\u00adn\u2019t that her? With each good\u00adnight, every\u00adone grad\u00adu\u00adal\u00adly qui\u00adet\u00aded down. When she fin\u00adished the last line, \u201cGood\u00adnight, all the voic\u00ades,\u201d the audi\u00adence froze in their tracks. It was\u00adn\u2019t until she asked, \u201cAre you all asleep?\u201d that every\u00adone burst into laugh\u00adter and enthu\u00adsi\u00adas\u00adtic applause.<\/span>
\n
\nYes, the won\u00adder\u00adful feel\u00ading brought by beau\u00adti\u00adful chil\u00addren\u2019s books is not exclu\u00adsive to chil\u00addren, but should belong to every\u00adone.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/span>Ajia \u2026<\/span>
\nWrit\u00adten on<\/span>2014<\/span>Year<\/span>9<\/span>moon<\/span>6<\/span>Bei\u00adjing<\/span><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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