I refused to read it for years.
My sister's favorite book.
"It's a children's book." I said. "I have more important things to read. Literature. Books with a Deeper Meaning. That book is about a child's toy."
I was wrong.
After two years of being told I should read it, I picked it up and read it cover to cover this morning.
And I cried. A lot.
I think it's a gift to be able to write beautifully while writing a book for kids. In a few words, the author said what others take hundreds of pages to say. I didn't have to delve in and explicate every line or color or symbol. The story was simple and touched my heart. So much in so few words. That's the sign of a true master.
Do yourself a favor. Read it. No, the rabbit doesn't walk (as the cover misleads you to think.) He can't move; he's a china rabbit.
And it truly is a miraculous 'Once.'