While you're reading this, I'm in Austria with the editor, getting an award because Young Post is one of the best papers in the world. I'm looking forward to going to Austria, but I don't expect to see too much as I know what these 'conferences' are like, especially for small dogs that tend to be forgotten, alone in the room ... with not much to do 'cos our paws are terrible for working remote controls, we're too short to look out of the window and the door handle is just out of reach no matter how high we jump.
But of course, I have a PLAN. After napping, and investigating the chocolate bars and other snack situations, I have a lot of really good books to read.
It makes me quite sad when I ask my friends if they read and they all shake their heads. Some of them think of reading as work. But it's not really. It is amazing fun. A book is like a magical ticket to the most awesome worlds where you meet exciting people. Oh, the adventures I've had between the pages of books, I could fill a whole book just writing about them.
I've noticed, when I talk to YP readers, that those who read a lot are very confident and their English skills are very good. I mean really good. That's because when you read a book you can't help but learn the language and the grammar, and you just sort of soak it up like Spongebob Squarepants.
One of my favourite writers is Enid Blyton. Ohhh friends, if you haven't read her, you'll love her. Okay, maybe not if you're, like, 18. But she has written loads of great books, adventure stuff and fairy stories, and even created that very famous Noddy. Yes, he's a bit young, but her Famous Five and Secret Seven books are great for primary school readers. The editor started my wild reading habits with a book called The Magic Faraway Tree. It's one of our favourites and she used to read it to me when I was just a wee furball.
If you're looking for something more challenging to read, then check out Young Post's book reviews on Mondays and Sundays. But even after my Shakespeare and Tolstoy, I still kinda like to sneak back to Ms Blyton. Until next week ... happy reading!
