Friday, April 11, 2014

Snow Mountains and Stories

Last week, inspired by a hint of spring, I asked the Superromance readers to join me in a little contest. The goal? Guess the date on which this mountain of snow would melt away.
The first thing I need to say is that it's obvious that those first warm breezes had reached into my head and scrambled my brains, for I firmly believed that this behemoth would be gone by today, my previously-scheduled blogging date. Oh, Kris, you desperate fool. Here's what we're looking at now:


Significant progress indeed, but that's still a heck of a lot of frosty whiteness waiting for the sun. Which means that a whole whack of you are still in the running for the amazing prize of a bottle of Syracuse's own Dinosaur Bar B Que sauce! (Assuming I can ship it to where you live. Otherwise, you get an alternate, TBA, but equally fabulous.)

It's kind of funny (in a sad, "will it never be over?" way) that this remnant of winter is still hanging on. It's almost as if the snow is reluctant to let go - like it has become a part of us, lingering and teasing and reminding. You know. Kind of the way a really good book will never leave you.

All of us have been moved by a story at some point. It seems the ones that are most deeply entrenched are those we read in childhood, which makes sense. We're most impressionable then, most in search of models and guidance and the truth that echoes what we feel. And when we find a book that rings true to us, we never forget it.

Anne of Green Gables. Little Women. Little House on the Prairie. Mrs. Mike.  Looking back on my own childhood, it's no surprise to see it was filled with stories of girls and women facing the odds, standing up for themselves, finding love and family and their own paths to happiness. How many of my life choices were guided by the lessons gleaned from those books? Impossible to tell, of course. But I do know this: I would have been a different person if not for the way those stories became part of me.

The snow will (eventually) melt, as it does every year. The water will seep into the ground, nourishing this year's crop of grass and flowers and zucchini.

Here's hoping our stories will do the same.

What stories have stayed with you? Share them with us in the comments. And if you would like to be part of the snow-mountain contest, add your guess to those on the original post. Keep watching for continued updates!


4 comments:

Mary Preston said...

I'd say the 22nd is looking good for a total thaw.

Kaelee said...

Unless you get a lot of rain my guess of the 13th is too soon as well.

Of the four books you mentioned Anne of Green Gables is the only one I read as a child. I still haven't read Little Woman.(Long story but I now own a copy of it.) The book that has stayed with me is Girl of the Limberlost, which my grade five teacher read in class. When I found a copy and read it a few years ago, I still enjoyed the story but the racist overtones of the book threw me a bit.

As an young adult I really enjoyed the Whiteoaks of Jalna, Horatio Hornblower, any book by Georgette Heyer and mysteries by a lot of older writers. Reading has always played a major role in my life.

marelou said...

Unless you get southern weather, my guess of the 12th is never going to happen. This is what happens when your state stops with 2 inches of snow :D

Sonya said...

I’ve never read Anne of Green Gables or Little House on the Prairie, but I don’t think they're as common with young readers here in Australia as they are in North America. One day…

I have read Little Women, but only recently. I love how much of a feminist book it is, even though it was written so long ago.

When I was growing up I was fascinated by books about the Second World War. I guess I’ve always been drawn to books with darker themes!

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