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Sunday, June 01, 2014
The Joy of Letters - Eleanor Shepherd
I love letters and I love words!I often joke with Glen that numbers hit my
head and fall right off.They just do
not stick. Letters and words however are another thing.They penetrate into my head and I roll them
around and play with them and find all sorts of creative ways to put them
together.I think it all started when I
was quite young.
memory still lingers of the excitement that I felt when I realized that the
letters I knew could be put together to form words and those words were strung
together to create stories.It was an
adventure to me to see on the page. "See Spot run""See Sally run.""See Dick and Jane run."These characters came to life for me through
the words and pictures in the books and soon I was reading stories about what
was happening in the neighbourhood of Our New Friends.This led to tales of the Bobbsey Twins,
followed by the mysteries of Nancy Drew.Soon doors to new worlds opened for me through the classics - Little
Women, Great Expectations and The Scarlet Letter.Somewhere along the way, I began to gather
together letters and words and experiment for myself, finding ways to give
expression to the ideas that were roaming around in my head.
as my children came, I watched as they made similar discoveries.By then, they were introduced to words not
only through my reading to them, but also by their exposure to Sesame Street
with different letters as the stars of the show every day. I remember the day I
was driving past the mall with my son, observing the world from his car seat
behind me. He saw the huge S on a store. "What is the S for, Mommy?"
he asked."S is for Simpsons,"
was my reply.Then whenever we passed
that spot, he would shout, "S is for Simpsons."It was not long before he too discovered how
letters could magically be put together into words.His love of letters was matched with an
insatiable curiosity so he always wanted to know why.I was delighted when he was old enough for us
to buy him a set of books that made up a children's encyclopaedia.(This was before the days of the
Internet.)Then when he asked why, I
could tell him to go and look it up and come back and tell me why.
I see the same phenomenon in another generation.We step into the elevator and my two and half
year old granddaughter points at the buttons and says, "S for
Sanna."Her name is Sanna so she
recognizes the S.Then she says, "S
for Sous Sol."She knows that sous
sol is the French word for basement and that is why the S is on the elevator
button.She is learning the same letters
but is organizing them into her three languages.When she wants someone to read her a book,
she knows that Grandma can read her books in English and French but if she
wants one of her Swedish books, she will have to ask Papa (her Daddy who is a
Swedish Canadian).Another generation is
learning the joys of words in her own unique way.And it all starts with that marvellous
collection of letters we call the alphabet.