Our children’s department is a safe haven where kids can be
while Mom and Dad shop. We have a toy box filled with good old fashioned toys
like a Fisher Price Activity Center. Remember those? It actually has a date
stamped on it: 1986! We have a rotary dial phone on a pull string, a plastic
cat carrier with a little furry cat inside. A spinning top is a favorite of
many of our littlest customers. You push down on it and it spins. That’s all it
does. Spin. And the kids love it.
One of my favorite children’s books that we carry is “It’s A
Book” by Lane Smith. It reminds me of our spinning top. In “It’s a Book” a
monkey is reading a book. A jackass comes up to him and asks him, what is that?
It’s a book. What does it do? Nothing. It’s a book. How do you turn it on? You
don’t. It’s a book. What does the top do? It spins. It just spins? Yep, isn’t
it wonderful!
When our regular little customers come in they dart through
the maze of book cases and displays in the main store and head right for “their”
department. Two small sisters who come in regularly each grab a book, sit on
the floor and read their respective selections. Out loud. At the same time.
Over the years children small and tall have told me that
this is their favorite store. Even though we don’t sell that must have
attachment to the most recent must have gadget. Or the most exciting computer
game. Older kids feel like they grew up here. It hasn’t changed much over the
years. And that is one of the things they like about it. It even smells the
same, they tell me. I imagine it still feels like that safe haven. And isn’t that
wonderful!
How wonderful that you can take time out of your day to entertain the children who visit the store. Unfortunately, some parents abuse this. When I worked at a chain bookstore in a mall many years ago, it was amazing how many parents would leave small children in our store and go off for a couple of hours shopping. The poor kids would get lonely or hungry and cranky, and we'd be there, acting as unpaid babysitters while they tore up all our pop-up books. It made me crazy. One little guy was left with us for most of the day. We fed him and comforted him, but finally had to call mall security. You wonder what people have going on in their minds (if anything.) But it's lovely that at your little store you can make children feel so welcome.
ReplyDeleteWow...was that ever a different time! Our parents don't actually leave the store. It is fun eavesdropping on their little conversations and observations. We carry these little resin Greenman pendants and one little girl asked her dad, after noticing that they had tiny noses, if there were any bugers in there. So cute and downright observant!
ReplyDeleteAhoy Christine,
ReplyDeleteWhat a shame we adults don't embrace our independent bookstores similarly: rushing in, plopping down, reading aloud at the same time, laughing, appreciating...
So true. But then we don't embrace the public pool by holding our noses and doing cannon balls with as big a splash as we can muster any more either. Growing up can take so much of the fun out of public expressions of joy. Too bad!
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