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Day 319: Christmas Colt

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I know I have discussed my reading saga on this blog many a number of times. However, I am not sure if I have ever mentioned about one of the first children's books that sowed the seeds of becoming a writer (It is still a dream). This book is also the reason for my love for horses. Well, otherwise, I had never been near one while back home in India. The book is called, 'Christmas Colt' by Mallory Stevens. I must have been 13 when I read that book. I am grateful for my parents to have taken both my brother and me to a library during our younger days as none of the schools I studied ever had a good collection and nor did they encourage children to use it well. Even though the book is for young children up to 12 or maybe a 13 year (at max), I think most of us would enjoy it even as an adult (at least for a one time read). 

The book is about a little girl called Chrissie and her dear horse. It had the magical charm of christmas and as a child I was transported to the stable and snow capped mountain place (at least that is what I remember). I still remember how I became Chrissie as I read the book. The book's name also brings back the memories of the small but wonderful lending library, the moments when I tried to evade my mom's hawk vision and secretly read the library books instead of the boring school text books. I remember scribbling down somehwere that I should also write such books, own a horse like Chrissie, own a ranch style house and of course be able to read many more books! The reason I discuss this book here (though I have forgotten a lot of the parts from the book) is because I think sometimes a wonderful book can change our life, sow seeds for bigger dreams, and even make us a better person. 

So here is to reading and the joy of printed letters and strokes of colors. 
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