Who Needs Pictures?

A touching anecdote, vivid for anyone who has lain a head on a loved one’s breast:

My earliest reading memory

When no one knew I was deaf, my dad used to read Goodnight Moon and Happy Birthday Moon by Margaret Wise Brown to me. He had this very deep voice and he would lie on the bed and I would lie on his chest and I’d feel the story through the vibrations in his body.

From interview with Raymond Antrobus

And so for day 2473

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