In honor of Thanksgiving and because she’s just generally awesome, Beth Revis is hosting an amazing giveaway at the moment, whereby in appreciation for all the amazing stories out there, book bloggers tell everyone the one book they are really grateful for (and also hope to win an amazing price in the process!)
My choice might not be quite what you were expecting. There are so many books that I truly love and will be eternally grateful for, books by extremely talented authors such Patrick Ness, Stephanie Perkins, Michelle Magorian, Melina Marchatta, Markus Zusak, Marianne Curley, Philip Pullman, J.K Rowling… the list is endless.
But, I can only pick one and so I figured it’s only right to go right back to the beginning (as it were), so my choice for the one book I am most grateful for is:
Roald Dahl’s Revolting Rhymes and Dirty Beasts
My father would read to me every night before I went bed, I would refuse to go to sleep in fact, until he had. There were other books of course, but this was my absolute favourite bed time story and I still love them to this day. Aside from just being fantastically written by the man himself, there are a lot of special memories wrapped up in these short stories and having my father read to me is where my love of books comes from. One of my favourites was, and still is, Dahl’s version of Little Red Riding Hood – seems I liked a kick-ass heroine even from a young age!
As soon as Wolf began to feel
That he would like a decent meal,
He went and knocked on Grandma’s door.
When Grandma opened it, she saw
The sharp white teeth, the horrid grin,
And Wolfie said, “May I come in?”
Poor Grandmamma was terrified,
“He’s going to eat me up!” she cried.
And she was absolutely right.
He ate her up in one big bite.
But Grandmamma was small and tough,
And Wolfie wailed, “That’s not enough!
I haven’t yet begun to feel
That I have had a decent meal!”
He ran around the kitchen yelping,
“I’ve got to have a second helping!”
Then added with a frightful leer,
“I’m therefore going to wait right here
Till Little Miss Red Riding Hood
Comes home from walking in the wood.”
He quickly put on Grandma’s clothes,
(Of course he hadn’t eaten those).
He dressed himself in coat and hat.
He put on shoes, and after that
He even brushed and curled his hair,
Then sat himself in Grandma’s chair.
In came the little girl in red.
She stopped. She stared. And then she said,
“What great big ears you have, Grandma.”
“All the better to hear you with,” the Wolf replied.
“What great big eyes you have, Grandma.”
said Little Red Riding Hood.
“All the better to see you with,” the Wolf replied.
He sat there watching her and smiled.
He thought, I’m going to eat this child.
Compared with her old Grandmamma
She’s going to taste like caviar.
Then Little Red Riding Hood said, “But Grandma,
what a lovely great big furry coat you have on.”
“That’s wrong!” cried Wolf. “Have you forgot
To tell me what BIG TEETH I’ve got?
Ah well, no matter what you say,
I’m going to eat you anyway.”
The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
She whips a pistol from her knickers.
She aims it at the creature’s head
And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.
A few weeks later, in the wood,
I came across Miss Riding Hood.
But what a change! No cloak of red,
No silly hood upon her head.
She said, “Hello, and do please note
My lovely furry wolfskin coat.”
What book are you grateful for?