Goodenough Gismo

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    This is the classic children's book, Goodenough Gismo, by Richmond I. Kelsey, published in 1948. Nearly unavailable in libraries and the collector's market, it is posted here with love as an "orphan work" so that it may be seen and appreciated -- and perhaps even republished, as it deserves to be. After you read this book, it won't surprise you to learn that Richmond Irwin Kelsey (1905-1987) was an accomplished artist, or that as Dick Kelsey, he was one of the great Disney art directors, breaking your heart with "Pinocchio," "Dumbo," and "Bambi."



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david

Love this post. And it conforms to my thoughts as to why, as Jews, we're so alienated from from our religion: because it is a religion in and of the natural world, from which we Western Jews particularly are largely disassociated. (Hence the working title of my next book, "Judaism Unplugged", thanks to you;)).

Tom Strong

Damn, amba (Damnba?). That's powerful stuff.

You may be interested in this organization - they're based in Milwaukee and Chicago. I am, unsurprisingly, a fan.

reader_iam

Great Lost Words Of Motherhood:

"Go play outside. And don't come home unless you're bleeding."

Those were the days.

reader_iam

My son had a great time last year "growing" a butterfly from a caterpillar he'd found outside and put in a "nature-catcher" (screened sides and top, with door) box he'd gotten for his birthday.

Only problem was, when the the butterfly emerged (and boy, was that wondrous), its wings were too large to safely remove it through the door.

So THEN he got a lesson on how (using the proper tools--his dad's quite the handy dude, and we have child-size REAL tools to match his dad's) to dismantle the box without hurting the creature AND while making sure the box could then be repaired for re-use. Of course, this also included instruction and practice in organization, patience, yadda yadda yadda, which was the hardest part.

You should have seen his face when that butterfly flew free, unhurt!

So it used to go, regularly.

Kevin

Just wanted to say thanks for posting this. After reading this, I made sure to set aside some time yesterday, so my 2 1/2 year old daughter and I could just hang out in our back yard. We walked around and looked at all the new plants just starting to grow with the spring. Needless to say, she thought it was great.

karen

Thank you for the sacrifice of time in writing and linking this piece- it's great.

I'm lucky in that I grew up outside; just about. We even had an ol canvas tent that i can still smell in memory- where we'd sleep on summer nights.

Up here, we see ducks, geese, fox, deer, turkeys, bear and(last night) a moose. We are blest.

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