The card was large enough to be folded into front and back covers as well as the verso cover pages to a 2” x 1.5” book:
You would open the book to see the title page
You then would turn the page to a page with a green highlighter scrawl (I didn't have crayons around so used highlighters instead) at the bottom of the page. That’s right—I didn’t use words to write my first book. I don’t think I knew how to write then. But I obviously could conceptualize. So I scribbled green across the page and would interpret it to Mom as “The grass is green”
You’d turn the page to see similar treatment—yellow highlighter blob atop page—that I would interpret as “The sun is out shining”
And you’d turn the page to see brown crayola (I did find a brown crayon) on the bottom of the page for my interpretation, “The sun burnt the grass”
Having gotten this far in making this book, I was feeling so pleased with it that I decided it deserves an author photo! And so I went through my mother’s stuff because I knew she had childhood photos of me. I decided on this one—I was at elementary school:
I chose that photo because of what Mom wrote on its back, which so displayed the love and pride she felt for me … not just for me but for all her children; she was a very encouraging parent:
I remember those white shoes in the photo (white shoes! How retro!). I was so happy Mom got me the pair, and so pleased with moiself for having them J
Anyway, as I would say in an Author's Note in the book, I dedicate the book to my mother, Beatriz Tilan Tabios, for all of her encouragement to me.
I’m delighted I can share this project now. I’ve been relatively silent on blogs recently as I got caught up in both an autobiography-in-progress as well as finishing a new short story that, respectively, are on and inspired by Mom. I really miss her.