I like picture books.
I like grown-up books too, but sometimes all the words get in the way of what’s being said. Pictures–the right kind of pictures–don’t.
I saw The Missing Piece, by Shel Silverstein, sitting on a shelving cart at work yesterday. I remembered this book, and its sequel, The Missing Piece Meets The Big O, as fun silly picture books that had been fun to read as a child. On a whim, I checked both books out to re-read.
No summary will be as useful as the actual books, so here are a couple videos I found that people have made of these books.
First, The Missing Piece:
And next, The Missing Piece Meets The Big O:
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I remember plenty of children’s books that taught me the value of friendship, or how finding the right person can change your life for the better.
Shel Silverstein’s the only one that told me it’s okay to be alone.
I’m glad for that. Whether I needed to hear it as a child, I need to hear it now.
As friends and missing pieces are pairing up and rolling away…
…or growing and moving on…
…it’s good to know that it’s okay to take life a little slower…
…or learn how to roll on your own.
Sometimes the search is better than the find.
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Honorable mention for this animation of The Missing Piece Meets The Big O. It omits parts of the text, so I went with the other one, but I like the animation in this one.