author: randall jarrell
well i’m not going to start posting every book i’ve read to my children, but here is a second book i’m going to write about because it contained two paragraphs i though were well worth sharing.
thanks ratakim for the easter present.
from the author:
the only things the mermaid was afraid of were big sharks and killer whales. “they kill us if they can catch us,” she told him. but she was afraid of them in a matter-of-fact, indifferent way, and said that none of her people really thought about them or hated them. “why should we?” she said. “they eat us the way we eat fish. the fish don’t hate us. they swim next to us when they know we’re not hungry, and when we are hungry they get away from us if they can. everything lives on everything.”
the boy was happy, and yet he did not know he was happy, exactly: he couldn’t remember having been unhappy. if one day as he played at the edge of the forest some talking bird had flown down and asked him: “do you like your life?” he would have not known what to say, but would have asked the bird: “can you not like it?”