As a girl, I think I read Stories from Grandma’s Attic by Arleta Richardson at least a dozen times. I loved the stories of the author’s precocious grandmother, who was constantly in trouble.
I am amazed at the memories in this book – not only the memory of the author, whose grandmother told her the stories – but also of the grandmother herself, a master storyteller.
Grandma could tell a story about anything – buttons, snowstorms, and slates are all things which prompt stories from Grandma’s memories. And she ends each story with the lesson she learned from her adventure.
Grandma must have learned lots of lessons because her stories fill two more books, More Stories from Grandma’s Attic and Still More Stories from Grandma’s Attic. I loved each one, and so have my children.
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