15 Nov books without words
We’ve been reading The Red Book by Barbara Lehman with Bronwynn. Well, I say “reading,” but there’s not a single word in this book, not even on the cover. Instead, it’s beautifully illustrated and completely open for interpretation.
At first, we were a little lost. We started out just naming what we saw in each picture. But eventually, over the past few weeks, the most elaborate, beautiful, entertaining story has unfolded, as told by Kris, me and B. Each telling is different, and equally gripping. As a writer, I love it. We weave a tale every night, tweak the meaning ever so slightly, then turn the last page and close the book and poof! That version of the story is crumpled and tossed. The next night, we’re free to write an entirely different story.
I’ve been tempted to write down some of B’s interpretations of the pictures….but I think that might be cheating. It just makes my heart swell to see her developing the craft of storytelling in her 3-year-old way. She certainly has the imagination for it.
There are other wordless books out there. Have you seen them? Any suggestions to add to our wish list?