Friday, June 3, 2016

FF Friday: In Which I Tell You How My Bookish Ways Corrupted America’s Youth

Feature & Follow is a weekly blog hop hosted by Parajunkee and Alison Can Read. This week’s post is about interesting bookish memories or experiences.

Break out your cookies and juice boxes, kids, it’s story time.

How My Bookish Ways Corrupted America’s Youth: A True Story

Once upon a time (way back in the olden days of 2015), I was wandering through the young adult section of Barnes & Noble. I stopped at the New YA Releases shelf. A teenage girl and her mother came up beside me to look at the books.

“These aren’t new releases,” the girl whined. “I’ve already read that one, and that one, and that one. They don’t change this shelf often enough. Where are all the new books?” She lifted a stack of books off the shelf like the new ones might be hiding.

“These are the new books,” her mother said. “You’re reading them faster than the publishers can publish them.”

The girl wandered farther along the shelf. “I’ve already read these, too. I read them months ago.”

“Maybe that’s a sign that you’ve outgrown this section,” the mother suggested. “Nineteen is too old for young adult books. You should get some books from a different section.”

The girl didn’t say anything.

The mother turned to me. “Don’t you think that nineteen is too old for young adult books?”

“Not at all,” I said. “I’m way older than nineteen, and I’m getting a master’s degree in children’s lit. I read a ton of this stuff.”

The mother’s mouth dropped open. Her eyes bugged out. “You can get a degree in children’s literature? What do you plan to do with that degree?”

I shrugged and started walking away.

“Wait.” The girl jogged over to me. “Did you just say that you’re going to college for young adult books?”

“Well, kind of,” I said. “There’s more to it than that. I started out studying—”

“There are colleges that let you read young adult books?” the girl interrupted. “Are you allowed to write your essays on them and everything?”

“Yes and yes,” I said.

“Oh my God!” The girl grabbed her mother’s coat sleeve. “Mom, I changed my mind. I want to go to college. I want to study young adult books.”

Her mother’s mouth was still hanging open. Her eyes bugged out even farther. She looked horrified. Seriously, I’ve only ever seen that expression on cartoon characters.

The girl wandered back down the shelf. Her mother trailed after her, looking slightly shell-shocked.     

It all happened so fast that it took me a second to realize that I may have accidentally created a mini-me. At first I felt bad because the mother was staring at me like I was drenched in putrid roadkill slime, but then I decided that I should be proud of myself. I’m not ashamed of my love of young adult books, and no one else should be, either.

So, that’s the story of how my bookish ways corrupted America’s youth.

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  1. That's awesome! You inspired someone to go to college. I can't believe that mother would be trying to discourage her daughter from reading YA. Shame on her. :) I'm surprised that B&N didn't have more new release titles. About 20 new YA books come out every week. Aren't they stocking any of them?

  2. How utterly awesome! I think people are too stodgy sometimes. To tell your child, who is an adult, what to read. Censorship at its finest. There's nothing wrong with reading YA, no matter what your age.

  3. Technically, 19 would be a young adult. But I'm aware this isn't the point of your story.

  4. I LOVE this story! Yay to you for "corrupting" America's youth!!

    Nicole @ Feed Your Fiction Addiction

  5. That is awesome and hilarious all at the same time! I love it!! Old Google+ follower :)

    My #FF

  6. :'D Thank you so much for sharing. I hope to some day ruin not-so-young adults half as perfectly as you did in that moment. I imagine that woman's face was too perfect. If only photographic evidence existed...ah, I'll just have to stick to my imagination this time.

  7. Haha that is amazing! I would love to do the same thing! I hope she actually decides to look into it and see what her options are. Then she would be doing something she clearly enjoys :D

    Old follower!

    Jordon @ Simply Adrift

  8. Late FF visit. That is such a cool story. I wonder what happened to her.