Whoever started the whole “Sticks and stones will break my bones” thing hasn’t ever really been on the receiving end of taunts or teasing. Words have to power to wound more deeply than any physical injury. Words are incredibly powerful. But it’s not the power to hurt that has me writing today!

I was at the Lifeline Book Fair today and I was like a kid in a candy shop! Yes I have a Kindle which I love but there is still something to be said for holding a book in your hand and turning the pages! Of course the bonus here is that it sets me up for our Christmas Camping holiday and supports a fabulous cause at the same time!

But here is the power of words today. I am home, sorting through all of our amazing buys and pick up a book that I told myself was for my girls but was really for me – “Winnie the Pooh – The Complete Collection of Stories and Poems” As I flipped through the pages I was, in an instant, 5 and sitting with my sister in the lounge room in our terrace house in Balmain. I can see the stairs to the second floor where our HUGE bedroom was with our beds in opposite corners and a rug on the floor. I can hear the traffic driving down Darling Street and I have fond memories of walking up to the Fish & Chip shop on the corner which was run by an amazing, over the top friendly Greek family, and can remember like it was yesterday sitting on the hill at Leichart Oval watching the Balmian Tigers play.

And so right there is the amazing power of words, in this case a poem by A.A Milne – “No one can tell me, Nobody knows, Where the wind comes from, Where the wind goes”.