Then I would venture to say that it was less the book itself than the act of reading that changed your life. After all, what life-changing message does one derive from “Green Eggs and Ham?” That one can refuse to eat them with a mouse? That SamIAm does not care for that particular culinary oddity? Or is there some deeper social allegory I’ve missed all these years?
No, the book was magic, it held my interest. I was 4 years old and a terror I am told, but that book would hold my attention. My grandmother tried many of her books she had for kids none of the worked but Green Eggs and Ham hit a harmonic in me that changed the way I looked at books. My parents and my grandparents had tried and tired to read to me and get me to pay attention etc. Nothing worked. My Grandmother went to a book store and asked for something that would hold the interest of a kid that could not sit still. She said they immediately grabbed Green Eggs and Ham and said try it.
Within a year I was a book worm. My shelves were filled with Dr. Seuss and other kids books. Been an avid reader ever since.