The Wishing Chair

Back then, growing-up, I read hand-me-downs from my sister and my dad. What do I know what to read? I read coz the book was lying around. Although I mostly read coz it was fun to not wear glasses for all that time. (I have myopia… which means I need glasses to see things afar, but I can read a book like a charm without them. I read coz I felt powerful to be doing something like reading without having to wear my dreadful glasses. Well… to each his own)

So what are we reading?

Back then, hand-me-downs from family. or nice smelling used books from the local store… books with colors… nice pictures…. a good title… an intelligent looking author…or sometimes… just an impulse.

My favorite book was ‘The Wishing Chair’.

It was a book about a girl who lands a chair on which she can sit and travel the World. I was inseparable with that book and the next three that I read from the series. And before I knew it I was spiraling into a series of books where a girl just magically sits on a chair and goes to where she wants. Whilst also solving the world’s problems that made the series.

Who knew there was such a chair?