We have this ritual, where we read to our children every evening. To be able to do this, we bought 2 books with stories.
One of them got us really annoyed. The first 15 stories, were alright. But then it started. About a bird that died and got buried in the garden. About a boy that was crying because he is getting bullied with the girly coat he has to wear from mom. About pranks with elder people. I was terrified and appalled that there would be a publisher that would support such stories. The best part? It was designated for kids from 3 years old.
When I went back to the bookstore with my book, even the shop-assistant was did not know what to say about it. He showed his supervisor and the three of us were completely taken away. Luckily those people were very kind and I got to chose a different book. The new book is much more appropriate. I definitely learned to check books before I buy them.
My boyfriend was a bit annoyed by the whole thing. Saying: “Can’t you write some of your own, so at least someone can enjoy the things you do.” I did not really enjoy the comment, but he had a point. So together with my son I’ve been writing new stories. He gives me ideas and I write a story. Later we make pictures together. It’s fun to do and a good thing to do together. Best thing of all? My son loves our main character so much that he can’t stop talking about him.
Now all I have to do is get better at drawing, cause these are a bit embarrassing. Anyway, meet Robbe Robot.