Nancy Drew

I don’t think I ever read these three. Maybe I should go back and try to find them myself. If you are also a fan of those childhood memories, you might want to find the Cherry Ames series. She was a nurse. One year for Christmas my parents got me a set of five books: Heidi, The Five Little Peppers and How They Grew, Little Women, and two other books whose titles are lost in my mental file cabinet.


Don’t ask me why but recently when I was laid up and sick for about 2 weeks, I wanted to read simple and uncomplicated stories. I picked up the “Fourth Estate”  by Jeffrey Archer and the “Child left behind” by Anne Bennet but neither of them gave me that satisfaction that a Pink Whistle or a Famous Five ( Enid Blyton) book could have given me and I was too sick to think of going to a book shop and looking for books with innocence( is what I like to call them).

Finally about a week into my convalescence, I went to the local grocery store book section and found some of my childhood favourite series of books- Nancy Drew by Carolyn Keene. I  used to love these books growing up but never have read the complete series- these books were often not available where I lived.

So I was…

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    1. I just remembered the other two books I couldn’t remember: Little Women and The Bobbsey Twins. Loved them all. I have a fifteen year-old granddaughter who lives far from me, but whom my husband and I will be spending most of our spring through autumn with from now on. She is also a voracious reader so this winter, while we’re apart, we’re going to try to read the same books and take notes to compare. Maybe you and I could try the same at a later time.

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  1. Bobbsey Twins, Hardy Boys, Nancy Drew- all childhood favourites. So also all books written by the English author – Enid Blyton- Famous Five, Five Findouters, The Enchanted Forest, Mr. PinkWhistle, The Family at Red Roofs and so many more. Childhood was truly magical, isn’t it and I think it behoves to make it magical for other children with whom we interact.
    God bless you !


  2. Thank you, Susie. My childhood wasn’t exactly magical, but not as bad as I thought it was at the time either. Adulthood and maturity have a way of clearing our perspective. I am thankful for my childhood (though I’d never want to repeat it). My life is indeed blessed. Hope yours is as well.


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