When I was a child in the late 90’s there was a book of I think children’s rhymes in my grandmother’s house in North Carolina that she used to read to me. I think it was already an old book at that time, possibly from her years as a teacher or from my father’s childhood. It had the phrase “I hate the dope who thought up soap.” And something like “I wish he’d eat it!” Something along those lines. I’ve googled this phrase and found only the books by Megan McDonald, but those were published starting in 2000 so are too recent to be what I’m thinking of. Help please?
This might actually be in the title of the book. It may have been published in the 70s or before but definitely not later than the early 80s. I believe it was a book of children's poems about an old lady and one of them was "There was an old lady who wanted to ski, she wouldn't take lessons - it's easy said she! She tried and she tried but she just couldn't go. Nobody told her she had to have snow."
On the cover of the mom’s book – there was also a picture of a mom reading from a book.
I can’t recall if the children were on the couch with her or were on the floor in front of her as she read.
This was a short book of children’s poetry I had as a child and it seemed like an older book even then. So it is at least 35 years old but likely more. I remember a few of the poems vaguely. One was about the changing seasons, I remember Autumn had apple trees and children collecting them. And another about the day passing using birds i.e. the sun rises with the robin…night come on the wing of a lark or something like that? There was also one about a toothache. What I remember the most is the illustrations. They were very delicate with children that had chubby cheeks. The trees were drawn with curly cues. For the toothache one the little girl had a handkerchief tied around her face. It was in English but maybe British because of the words that were used like lark and morning tea.
The book itself was about the size of a sheet of paper and covered in light blue cloth. The cloth was much like my Hardy Boys books. The title was on the binding and for the life of me, I can’t remember what it was. Something like: The Robin Brings the Sun or the Robin Sings the Morning…I’ve tried googling a lot of variations but since the book is older I’ve given up trying to find it that way. Due to how I remember it and since the front of the book didn’t have the title I’d assume it may have had a dust jacket that had gotten removed at some point. I was hoping to get it from my mom for my daughter but they’ve moved so many times it got given away at some point. Would love to find it as it was a favorite when I was little.
Large light blue hardcover (8"x10"?) with a child sitting in a field with a fairy on a mushroom on the front cover. The only poem I remember had the line "If you never talked with fairies. . . . ". May have also had the "Mr. Nobody" poem in it.
This book I believe would have been published within 1960-80. It was a collection of limericks and poems, black and white pictures only on rough pulpy paper, hardcover woven material,off white. No slip cover (sleeve) photo as I believe it likely had a slip cover at one time, but not once I had it as a child.
The illustrations, there was one for each, I think and they were very character based and they were all black and white. The very closest stories and illustrations that I can find that bear a resemblance is “Backward Bill” by Silverstein.
There is only one poem in the collection that I remember clearly. The illustration was of a skinny man walking on his hands in the sand. He has a pail hanging from his foot by the handle. The poem talks about this certain man collecting periwinkles on the beach and using his foot to carry the pail. I can’t remember the reason he has for doing this. I do remember it being a very comical book.
It would mean great deal if you were able to find this book. If there are any other details that come I can let you know.
I received a poetry anthology of about 20 children’s poems titled something like “My First Book of Poetry” in the 1960s. It had one poem per page and simple black ink drawings. Some of the poems included: “The Fog” by Robert Frost, “Alexander Beetle,” by A. A. Milne, “The Spider and the Fly,” by Mary Howitt, “The Neighbor” (?) by Edna St. Vincent Millay and “Poor Tired Tim” by Walter de la Mare. I lost the book in moving and have not been able to relocate it for years. Any help would be much appreciated.