Harold and the Purple Crayon: A re-review of the book that made me love reading in the first place
I can’t believe I’m late for posting to my own challenge. I’d say that’s pretty indicative of how crazy my life has been lately, well okay, always. Anyhoo, better late than never; it’s time for my review of Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crockett Johnson.
Harold and the Purple Crayon has had a tremendous impact on my life. I mean, it says it right there in my bio:
“The book that changed Emlyn’s life is Harold and the Purple Crayon by Crocket Johnson. It opened her eyes to the world that could exist if only she was willing to create it—a lesson she has never forgotten.”
And you can clearly see that I made our friend Harold the mascot for the Books that made me love reading challenge. Oh, and I’ve listed its author, Crockett Johnson, as one of my greatest influences on my GoodReads author profile. So I thought I’d honor his story and give Harold the premo review spot in this challenge—the month of January (even if it’s already February).
Let’s start with the description from GoodReads as so many bloggers like to do:
[jbox]”One night, after thinking it over for some time, Harold decided to go for a walk in the moonlight.” So begins this gentle story that shows just how far your imagination can take you. Armed only with an oversized purple crayon, young Harold draws himself a landscape full of beauty and excitement. But this is no hare-brained, impulsive flight of fantasy. Cherubic, round-headed Harold conducts his adventure with the utmost prudence, letting his imagination run free, but keeping his wits about him all the while. He takes the necessary purple-crayon precautions: drawing landmarks to ensure he won’t get lost; sketching a boat when he finds himself in deep water; and creating a purple pie picnic when he feels the first pangs of hunger.[/jbox]
That is exciting! I mean, c’mon a precocious, round-headed child takes flights of fancies in his PJs with his favorite—not necessarily gender appropriate—colored crayon. It has all the makings of a classic!
As I visited this old friend for the first time in years upon years, I was awed by just the extent to which it has impacted my life. It taught me the importance of making your own way in the world but always ensuring you can find your way back to the place where you feel safe and happy. It taught me that imagination can truly take you anywhere and there is always a solution to any problem if you slap on your creative thinking cap…
It also taught me that pie is delicious, and it’s okay to eat 9 kinds of pie at once as long as you save some for “a very hungry moose and a deserving porcupine to finish up.”
If/ when I have children of my own, I won’t mind reading Harold and the Purple Crayon to them over and over again for many nights on end. Thank you, old friend, for all your lessons and the countless hours of enjoyment.