When I was about 8 I was given this book for Christmas I believe. I do not remember who but think a family friend of the time. The illustrations inside are colourful and wonderfuI like the Disney it is. I don’t think I ever really read it or appreciated it fully. Everything that was going on for that little me, meant I could not comprehend the factual and intellectual writing it beholds. My brain could of been fed such nourishing food, full of knowledge and wisdom and inspiration. It explains about the greatest inventors of our times. It has a picture of the outside of Einsteins house with a cat perched on the grass.
- Survivors of sexual abuse are prisoners from the onset of the first poisonous touch. Everything is stripped from them. I treasure this book. I can hold it, feel it, smell it and reach out to that poor child, that was drowning in her own blood of Shame and loneliness. I thank the person who brought that for me. The ironic thing is my abuser was an artist and the book has Disney illustrations. My abuser hated Disney ( maybe that’s why I love it even more) l