It's basically to list six books of random category, which I'd decided on the spot. Anything is possible according to my whim. I post Six Books Saturday on last Saturday of each month. If you're interested, you are, of course, welcomed to join me. There's no rule, really. You can post six anything about books.
This month's theme is very personal. My father passed away two months ago, and I have missed him terribly. This is a remembrance to my dear Papa, who had imparted his passion of reading on me since my childhood. Here are:
Six Books that Remind Me
of My Father
Harry Potter (book 1 to 7) by J.K. Rowling
Harry Potter (book 1 to 7) by J.K. Rowling
It always amazes me how my father
must have loved Harry Potter much more than I. But that's a fact. He had read
through the series for probably six times (or more), especially during the last
three to five years of his life. Looking at my now battered Harry Potter books
will always reminds me of him. We often watched the movie together too, but
more often he watched it alone on HBO.
The Adventures of Tintin (series)
by Hergé
The Three Musketeers by Alexandre
Dumas
My first read of The Three Musketeers was a graphic novel, and it was introduced by Papa. He explained to me the story and taught me about integrity, loyalty, and friendship while we were reading together (I looked at only the picture mostly). Many years later, I might have forgotten the plot, but remembered clearly what a wicked woman Milady was.
The Diary of a Young Girl by Anne
Frank
It all began on my seventeenth birthday. Papa used to write me a letter on my birthdays, and few others when I started college and on my 1st day of work. He imparted his wisdoms, everything that he had learned about life and human existence. On these occasions he often wrote about hope and positive thinking, quoting passages from Anne Frank. Later on he encouraged me to finally read the book, but its value had reached me long before. I always believe that my relatively smooth journey to adulthood was partly due to these letters from Papa, besides, of course, my parents' loving care.
Winnetou by Karl May
Agatha Christie's mystery books
My first encounter with Agatha Christie's book was at the school library, and I found it too dark. Upon my reading it at home, Papa suggested I tried And Then There Were None, which he thought I might like better. I did like it, in fact I was addicted to Christie's to this day. I remember Papa used to bring Mama and me to the bookstore every month. He let me choose one Agatha Christie to buy, and what a tremendous joy those moments were when I spend a long time in front of the Agatha Christie shelf to pick just one I'd like to read (I wanted all! 😛). On certain occasions, Papa let me pick two, and how I left the store the happiest girl in the world!
I am forever grateful to my dearest Papa for everything he did to make me the person I am today, both as an avid reader, and a human being. He was a wonderful man and remarkable father. I will always love you, Papa!
Next Six Books Saturday: 28th October 2023.
What a lovely tribute to your dad. I am sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Deb! Writing this post helped me coping with the loss.
DeleteMy father wasn't in my life very much as I grew up so I like to hear about wonderful fathers who had an amazing influence on their children. This is a lovely post, Fanda.
ReplyDeleteThank you Cath! I'm sorry that you haven't got chance to be more intimate with you father growing up.
DeleteI love this post! My father passed away five years ago, and I still miss him. And I totally want to steal this idea and do a post about what books remind me of my dad. Your father sounds like a truly wonderful person.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Lark! It's hard, isn't it? I wonder if we'll always miss the deceased loved ones, though hopefully less and less intense. By all means, do your post - I can't wait to read it!
DeleteAnd yes, my father was a wonderful person. I realize now just how wonderful he was! <3