The last hour of my day in school I work in the school library. Every year at the end of the year the librarian puts a cart out in the hallway filled with books that have not been taken out for a few years, offering them for free to whoever wants them. Last week the cart was a mess after many books had been taken, so I went to straighten it up. A children’s book caught my eye, as the cover had seagulls on it, and the title was Ask The Windy Sea. Two of my favorite things, birds and the sea. I looked inside and saw the copyright was 1968, and the book had been donated to the school in 1969. I know you’re not supposed to judge a book by its cover, but in this case I felt I could, and decided to take it home.

I read it yesterday and found it to be a beautiful story, with lessons entwined within it. I found the following review online:
The measured text recounts Tony’s amble along the beach–looking for a lost yellow caterpillar, talking with collectors of shells or shellfish, garnering information and an idea or two from each; the illustrations show not Tony but what he sees–the specimens in precise drawings, the surroundings in sweeps and smudges of gold and blue and green. The format, then, is an attempt to put the child in Tony’s place, but the small grains of philosophy , “the world is full of hermit crabs–it’s either push or be pushed””; inspiring: hold on (like a mussel) to your friends, “”to whatever you’re good at”
The boy, Tony meets a man collecting Mussels who talks to him about the Mussel’s strength to stick to rocks, giving Tony a lesson in friendship and life at the same time. This paragraph resonated with me.

A beautiful way to remember to hold onto the people in your life and to never let go of who you are.
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