Gingerbread Village from the Bake Shop at Foxwoods Casino, Mashantucket, CT. Photo by Pinaki Chakraborty. All rights reserved ©
Every time I see a gingerbread house I think of Hansel and Gretel. Yup, suddenly the drawings and even the staid fonts of my big fat Grimm’s Fairy Tales appear out of nowhere and am drawn into a world of adventure and magic.
I sometimes wonder about the future of books. With the advent of technology, plenty of things are becoming obsolete and that’s good. That’s progress. I love smartphones and geeky gadgets as much as the next person.
But I feel sorry for a child who will only read stories from an iPad or a Kindle. Going by recent reports, very soon we won’t even need a gadget to view stuff. Remember Tom Cruise in ‘Minority Report’? That’s the future and it’s not too far off. Here’s a link to a very interesting video if you don’t believe me.
Can you imagine never picking up a brand new book and sniffing it for a whiff of the crisp pages? Or never having the chance to smile indulgently at the chocolate stains on a tattered childhood favorite? Books are personal and although they cannot hold 500 titles at a time, they can make memories. Happy childhood memories.
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