Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Today at the library, Miss Sondra read "Where the Wild Things Are" - a classic by Maurice Sendak.
When I worked at the library in South Carolina, our children's room was painted with a "Wild Things" theme. Mr. Sendak came for its dedication.
When he saw I was Jewish too, he told me the following: When he was a little boy, his relatives were coming from Eastern Europe to America. They were hairy and fleshy and bulbous, and to his little eyes, they looked like monsters. He fashioned the "Wild Things" after his memories of them.
Is that funny?