Publishing

The first book I remember reading was a bilingual title called Ferdinand (or Ferdinando) about a peaceful bull who, unlike all those around him, has no interest in bull fighting, but prefers to sit by himself and appreciate the sweet smell of flowers.

It's been at least a decade since I laid eyes on a copy of Ferdinand, but I still remember this book: it takes me back to my first grade class and to care-free Saturday mornings when I would climb into bed with my mother and read with her.