Name Books (or, Remember How Cool It Was To Find YOUR Name in a Book?) and My Special Poem for You

Remember how cool it was to find YOUR name in a book? Heck. It’s still cool, and I’m into my forties! Your name found in a book can be the author, illustrator, a character or title.

With the Shakesperian-adage in mind, “Would a rose by any other name smell as sweet?” I’m renaming this medically-stinky summer, “Dreams are for the NOW”. So, you’ll find some of my stories here on Reverie of a Picture Book. But I digress slightly…

Finding your name in a book is particularly fun if you have an unusual spelling of a name or a name that just isn’t common anymore.

  1. Dont Turn the Page for Reverie of a Picture Book NAME BOOKS

    My junior high friend found her hard-to-find name on a Coke bottle. I thought, RACHELLE has gotta be out there again…See the photo of the author’s name!

Every time my little girl M sees a Thomas the Train Engine book (there is a lot out there… we see them for sure…), she talks about her almost-a-5th-grader cousin Tommy.

Sheila Rae the Brave by Kevin Henkes is a double-win because Sheila Rae the Brave by Kevin Henkes has BOTH the first name and middle name of a high school friend of mine.

Sheila Rae the Brave for NAME books on Reverie of a Picture Book

 

Name books are usually a winner with kids. Remember how you felt? It’s still fun to find a book with YOUR name in it. That’s part of Reverie of a Picture Book– remembering what it is like to be a kid, and reading or writing books that reflect what it is like to be a kid, not an adult.

To a summer of dreams fulfilled, I found this diddy I wrote about six years ago. It means more to me now, but I thought I’d share it with you. (Let me know if you have any suggestions for it; it may be a beat/syllable off here and there.)

THE SECRET THING

My hands are cupped together and
I peer inside and see
A special, cloudy, ticklish thing
That no one grasps but me.

Nobody knows the colors,
No one knows how big.
No one really thinks it lives and
Dances wild jigs.

This special thing shares treats with me
And whispers secret truth.
Knows my present and my past and
Celebrates my youth.

It shouts, “The best is yet to come;
Be sure to share your gift!”
It tells me I’ll get stronger and
My future is so swift.

I like this thing and want to know
Why it makes me beam.
Then I finally ask its name;

It proclaims, “I’m Your Dream.”

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