31 Jan Bookbed recommends: The Baby-sitters Club Series by Ann M. Martin
BY KB MENIADO
I was nine when I met The One. The One changed me, kept me up at night and had me waking up in longing. The One even had me coercing my friends into Believing!
Before anybody turns this into a novelty or a scandal, obviously, I’m talking about The One Book. The One Book that changed the way I looked at words FOREVER.
I would like to say I owe my love for reading to Little Women or Alice in Wonderland, but I wouldn’t trade meeting The Baby-sitters Club for all the highbrow children’s literature in the world. (What I would give to have loved a Filipino book at a young age, though, but that is another discussion for later.)
I discovered the wonder of having secret friends. Besides my grade school barkada, to whom I also introduced the idea of BSC and with whom I formed a babysitters club*, I had Kristy Thomas, Mary Anne Spier, Claudia Kishi and Stacey McGill. For every BSC book I asked my parents to buy, I looked forward to their every adventure.
As much as I want to show the earlier BSC books, I only have The Baby-sitters Remember, a BSC Super Special, here with me.
Like the usual BSC book, it is filled with diary entries written by every BSC member. And check out the hand-drawn illustrations!
This Super Special features all members, including the new and honorary ones.
I have never read a BSC book I didn’t like. The stories cover so much ground in terms of growing up not only in the United States but universally as well—getting into sports (Kristy and Logan), having first boyfriends (Mary Anne), making art (Claudia), dealing with a medical condition (Stacey and her diabetes), surviving broken families (Dawn), obsessing with books (Mallory), engaging in dance sports (Jessi) and being an academic achiever (Shannon), among others. Their adventures teach of taking responsibility, learning from mistakes and being open to new things.
If you want to relive your memories as a child or if you want your younger siblings or cousins to get into reading, here you go. I’m the furthest from being protective over my The One. ☁