Writing about all those childhood memories of books and searching for them on Amazon made me realize how lucky I was as a child. When I was looking for The Boxcar Children series I couldn’t remember exactly what it was called. The word “boxcar” just wouldn’t come to me. So I tried a bunch of different searches. I tried “train children,” “box children,” “sidecar children,” and a couple of others until it finally came to me. What bothered me was when I searched for “box children” and Harry Potter came up for about the first 70 search results.

Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m a huge fan of Harry Potter. What bothered me was realizing that the Harry Potter series may well be one of the only series young children today read. If their parents aren’t big readers and don’t encourage reading at home, most children likely will only read when it’s the “in” thing to do (aka there’s a media circus surrounding the book). And that thought just made me really sad. I’d be so bummed if my children, or even my younger brother and sister (ages 8 and 13) missed out on the books I loved as a kid. Luckily they won’t miss out because the books on their shelves are hand-me-downs from all of us older kids (unless of course we stole them when we moved out, which I totally did with my Roald Dahl books).

I don’t know, I don’t have kids so maybe I’m over-exaggerating. Maybe kids read as much today as I did when I was younger. Maybe all this talk in the media about children reading less today is just a bunch of hype. I guess I won’t know until I have children of my own. I’m just saying that the exercise yesterday really got me thinking. What do you think? Am I totally off base?