My First Book

When I was a spring chicken one of my relations bought me an illustrated children's bible, and even though I wasn't fully able to make out the longer words, I did get the gist of most of the chapters.

I loved it, though not for its content, but for the illustrations which were lavishly stylised and appealing to a young mind.

I cherished that dog eared book, until one day I couldn't find it and my mom said she couldn't find it either, so that was, sadly, that.