There are few writers quite like Beverly Cleary. A librarian during the 1940s, she noted that publishing companies weren’t producing books that highlighted the children who were reading them. Her response? Write them herself. Ultimately, she produced over forty books and introduced readers of all ages to characters like Ramona Quimby, Ellen Tebbits, and Ralph S. Mouse. Today, it’s hard to imagine a library bookshelf without the name Cleary on prominent display.
Cleary died on Thursday at the age of 104 and, while it’s an incredibly sad day, I take comfort in the many stories she left us—each reminds us of her brilliance.
For this First Line Friday, I’d like to celebrate her work by going all the way back to the boy, the dog, and the book that started it all back in 1950.
Henry Huggins was in the third grade. His hair looked like a scrubbing brush and most of his grown-up front teeth were in. He lived with his mother and father in a square white house on Klickitat Street. Except for having his tonsils out when he was six and breaking his arm falling out of a cherry tree when he was seven, nothing much happened to Henry.
I wish something exciting would happen, Henry often thought.
Title: Henry Huggins
Series: Henry Huggins #1
Author: Beverly Cleary
Publication Date: 1950
Classification: Chapter Book
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