My rockin’ librarian friend Amy tagged me on facebook to share “ten books that stayed with you in some way. They do not have to be great works of literature. Do not think about it too much!” So obviously I thought about it too much. Duh. Anyway, here we go.
- The Harry Potter series by J.K. Rowling.
Obviously. I literally grew up with these books, Harry was always about a year older than I am and every year I got a new one of his adventures for my birthday. I miss not getting a new Harry Potter book on my birthdays.
- Grimm’s Fairy Tales by Jacob & Wilhelm Grimm
These stories were just always there when I was a kid. My parents or grandparents would read them to us at night, my mom used them to keep us kids motivated and distracted when we went hiking, we had LPs with radio play versions and, especially around Christmas, lots of different movie adaptations were on TV. In fact, up until today it’s not really Christmas if I haven’t watched “Drei Haselnüsse für Aschenbrödel”, a ČSSR/GDR production of Cinderella.
- Petits Bleus dans Paris by Joelle Leblond & Véronique Willemin
It’s a photo-picture book, probably given to me by my aunt and uncle who used to live in Paris, it’s the story of a little boy who loses his mom and makes friends with a dove while trying to find her. The story scared the living daylights out of me, because amongst others they meet the gargoyles on top of Notre Dame, but looking back it’s a wonderful book and one of the few I took with me when I moved out.
- Pünktchen und Anton by Erich Kästner
The first chapter book I read by myself in a day. I LOVE Erich Kästner. Actually, it might have been Das doppelte Lottchen, the book “The Parent Trap” is based on, but I like Pünktchen better.
- Das fliegende Klassenzimmer by Erich Kästner
- The Boston Jane trilogy by Jennifer L. Holm
Jehu Scudder was my first book-crush. Still is, sorta. And it might have been the first time that I was disappointed by a series not being finished and having to wait for the last book to be published.
- Coraline by Neil Gaiman
I guess it’s technically a kid’s book, that’s why it’s on this list, even tough I only read it a few years ago. It properly scared me, to the point that I had to put it aside and wait before continuing to read. And I loved it. It’s the book I took to Scotland for Mr. Gaiman to sign. Now I love it even more.
- Ronja Räubertochter (Ronia the Robber’s Daughter) by Astrid Lindgren
I did not just like the story. I wanted to be in the story. I wanted to be Ronja and live in the wood with my best friend and to whatever the hell I wanted.
- Bille und Zottel by Tina Caspari
A girl and her pony. Need I say more? I will, actually. A few years ago a friend and I went to Paris for a few days and we were stranded at my uncle’s house without a TV- so we found some Bille und Zottel stories in my cousins bookshelf and read it to each other. Bliss.
- Not a book, but my grandparents’ stories
As a kid a spent a lot of time with my mom’s parents, and aside from our many bike tours, the thing I remember best is crawling into bed with them and asking them to tell me “about the war”. And they never disappointed. Both of them grew up during WWII, my grandpa luckily just barely too young to be drafted, and they both have/had brilliant stories to tell.