I went to pick up my daughter from kindergarten yesterday and ran headlong into a master merchandiser who I both respect professional and loathe personally – Scholastic. If you have a child and have ever experienced their traveling book fair, you know exactly what I mean.
I want my child to read, and I want her to love books – especially the kind made from paper. So of course I want to buy her a couple of books to encourage this and support the school. What I didn't want was the tears that come with the “books with enclosed toys” which I decline to purchase.
