Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
20 August 2009When I was a kid, I absolutely LOVED the story Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl.
For me, reliving my own childhood pleasures with my children, is one of the best parts of parenting.
So a few weeks ago, I borrowed the book from the library.
It was the 40th Anniversary Edition of the story, in large, hard cover format size.
I sat on the couch, with my two boys snuggled next to me, the book was spread across my knees and I launched myself back into the zany and delicious imaginary world of Roald Dahl.
Rainbow drops, suck them and you can spit in six different colours!
Candy-coated pencils for sucking!
Cows that give chocolate milk!
Eatable marshmallow pillows!
Fizzy lemonade swimming pools!
Hot ice creams for cold days!
Invisible chocolate bars for eating in class!
Lickable wallpaper for nursery walls!
Luminous lollies for eating in bed at night!
Magic hand-fudge, when you hold it in your hand, you taste it in your mouth!
Mint jujubes for the boy next door, they’ll give him green teeth for a month!
Strawberry juice water pistols!
Wriggle-sweets that wriggle delightfully in your tummy after swallowing!
My boys were bowled over with awe. I could see their minds exploding with wonder and excitement. They absolutely loved the story, and I had a great time reading it to them.
I guess it certainly made my list of eternal classic for kids.

