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Every Canadian kid I know loves Bob Munsch.Īmericans? Well, those Americans I know who know Bob Munsch also love him.

He’s an adult who knows how to talk to kids, and if you’re that kind of adult, you’re special.

His voice and personality have that quality (to hear him read, click those titles up above), and it permeates his books, too. I didn’t get to meet him in person, but, somehow, it still felt like he was talking just to me. I loved my little town, and Moncton was a bit scary, but Bob Munsch was coming to talk, and I was thrilled. I remember going to one of his storytelling tours when he came through the bustling metropolis of Moncton, NB, and I was a kid growing up in the little town of Sackville, NB about 30 minutes’ drive away (wait– in those days I think it was 45 minutes away: that was before the big highway). I don’t think it’s quite easy for adults to understand exactly what Bob Munsch means to kids. Who spoke for us when we got muddy? Bob Munsch ( Mud Puddle)! Who, always and forever, told us we were loved? Bob Munsch ( Love You Forever). I think all Canadian kids felt like he was our friend, honestly: Who spoke for us when we wanted markers? Bob Munsch ( Purple, Green and Yellow). Let’s talk about Robert Munsch- Bob Munsch, as I grew up thinking about him, because, well, he felt like a friend. Then I thought a bit more, and realized maybe there’s less of a difference between yesterday and today than I’d thought. Or that’s what I thought when I picked up today’s book.

Today is grey, rainy, and I feel the need for lightness, laughter, and a bit of silliness. I felt invigorated, and talked earnestly about a beautiful, deep, soul-enhancing book. Yesterday was a warmish, if slightly windy, brisk-feeling day.