The Book of Love

A friend of mine introduced me to this song. At first, when I heard it, I was like…”It’s an OK song, I guess…kinda sappy, but whatever.” But then I heard the first chorus, and my heart turned to mush.

“But I

Love it when you read to me,

And you

Can read me anything.”

“Aww…” I thought. “That reminds me of the kids.” If they’re done with all their homework and have nothing else to do during study hall, I’ll let them choose a book and I’ll read to them.

“I like you,” said Giggles. “You read to me.”

They also love to read out loud to me. The other day Adam did a stirring rendition of the book “Who is Melvin Bubble?” It’s a funny story about this kid who goes around asking different people what they think of him. Everyone from his mom, to his friend, to Santa Claus, to the Tooth Fairy, and the Monster-Who-Lives-in-His-Closet. Everyone has a different opinion of him. Adam was changing his voice to match all of the characters, and the other kids thought it was hilarious.

The second chorus goes,

“But I

Love it when you sing to me,

And you,

You can sing me anything.”

The kids, Yuna in particular, like it when I sing to them.

“Can you sing please?” asks Yuna.

“What song?”

“Anything.”

So I would sing, and Yuna would sing with me. She’s a good singer. The song we’d sing most often was “O Come All Ye Faithful,” since it was the Christmas season. We also did “Joy to the World,” and “Hark the Harold Angels Sing.”

The last chorus goes like this,

“But I

Love it when you give me things”

A lot of the kids like to give me things. Small things, like erasers or food. And they have cool erasers these days. Like, erasers that look like mini cupcakes or koalas, and other cute stuff. I’m not allowed to give them things though. School policy. But if I could, I totally would. When I’m out and about and I see things, I think, “Hey, Yuna (or any of the other kids) would like that.” I can’t wait to have my own kids. Then I can buy them tons of stuff.

The only part of the song that doesn’t make me think of the kids is the last part of the last chorus. The “wedding ring” part. That would be weird. Really weird.  But I guess if I had a daughter, that part of the song could relate when she’s older and I give her away in marriage.

Leave it to a bunch of kids and a sappy song to get a 25 year old guy all choked up.

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