I remember standing in Neisner’s Five and Ten when I was nine years old, selecting a notebook that looked like the one that Harriet carried on the front of the Harriet the Spy.
I wanted to be like Harriet.
I wanted to be a spy.
Yesterday, for the first time in forty years, I started to read Harriet the Spy again.
Here is the opening paragraph: “Harriet was trying to explain to Sport how to play Town. ‘See, first you make up the name of the town. Then you write down the names of all the peopl...
Published on July 11, 2013 05:24