Ziua internațională a cărții pentru copii – 2 aprilie

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Începând din anul 1967, pe data de 2 aprilie se sărbătorește Ziua Internațională a cărții pentru copii.

Acest eveniment este susținut de International Board on Books for Young People (IBBY) și are ca scop promovarea lecturii în rândul copiilor.

An de an este ales un autor din țara care patronează evenimentul pentru a scrie un mesaj pentru copii și un ilustrator pentru a crea un poster în ton cu tema aleasă de IBBY.

Această dată nu a fost aleasă întâmplător, ea reprezintă ziua de naștere a celebrului scriitor danez Hans Christian Andersen. Cărțile lui au bucurat de-a lungul timpului generații de copii.

Anul acesta, evenimentul este patronat de Slovenia, țară membră IBBY. Autorul pentru mesajul din acest an este Peter Svetina, iar ilustrator este Damijan Stepančič.

La finalul articolului vă las mesajul integral scris de acesta. Posterul este cel de la începutul articolului.

Deși am trecut de mult de perioada copilariei, încă mă bucură cărțile și poveștile pentru copii. Mărturie stau și articolele mele despre cărți pentru copii.

Dacă și ție îți plac cărțile pentru copii sau vrei să petreci timp de calitate alături de copilul tău citind, alege să sărbătorești Ziua Internațională a cărții pentru copii cu o carte pentru copii în mână.
  Momente hygge

Recent am scris și un articol despre cărți pentru bebeluși pe care te invit să-l citești.

O selecție vastă de cărți pentru copii găsiți pe, multe dintre ele având și reduceri.

Iată mesajul din acest an.

A Hunger for Words

Where I live, bushes turn green in late April or early May, and are soon populated by butterfly cocoons. These look like wads of cotton or candy floss, and the pupae devour leaf after leaf until the bushes are stripped bare. When developed, the butterflies fly away, however, the bushes have not been destroyed. As summer comes around, they turn green again, each and every time.

This is a picture of a writer, a picture of a poet. They’re eaten away, bled dry by their stories and poetry, which, when they’re finished, fly away, retire into books and find their audience. This happens again and again.

And what happens with these poems and stories?

I know a boy who had to have eye surgery. For two weeks after the operation, he was only allowed to lie on his right side, and after that was not permitted to read anything for a month. As he finally got hold of a book after a month and a half, he felt as if he was scooping up words from a bowl with a spoon. As if he was eating them. Actually eating them.

And I know a girl who grew up to be a teacher. She has told me: Children who hadn’t been read to by their parents are impoverished.

Words in poetry and in stories are food. Not food for the body, not food that can fill up your stomach. But food for the spirit and food for the soul.

When one is hungry or thirsty, their stomach contracts and their mouth turns dry. They look for anything to eat, a piece of bread, a bowl of rice or corn, a fish or a banana. The hungrier they grow, the narrower becomes their focus, they become blind to everything but the food that could sate them.

The hunger for words manifests itself differently: as gloominess, obliviousness, arrogance. People suffering from this sort of hunger don’t realize their souls are shivering cold, that they’re walking past themselves without noticing. A part of their world is running away from them without them being aware of it.

This type of hunger is sated by poetry and stories.

But is there hope for those who have never indulged in words to ever satisfy this hunger?

There is. The boy reads, almost every day. The girl who had grown up to be a teacher reads stories to her pupils. Every Friday. Every week. If she ever forgets, the children are sure to remind her.

And what about the writer and the poet? As summer comes, they’ll turn green again. And again, they’ll be eaten away by their stories and their poems that will then fly away in all directions. Again and again.

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