Flashback to when my youngest child was in preschool.   The teacher had a routine when she would read a book to the class.  The children would gather around the teacher in the “reading corner”… a book shelf filled with books, soft carpet squares, pillows, bean bags and a few real chairs (but they were real small chairs).  The teacher would hold the book up in the air and show the cover to the children.  They she would point to and read the Title of the book.  And then she would point to and read the name of the Author of the book.  And they she would point to and read the name of the Illustrator of the book.

My daughter insisted on the same routine at home.  It took me a while to catch on to the process.  My daughter would select a book and we would snuggle up together on her bed to read a book before bedtime.  I would open the book to the first page and she would grab the book and flip bag to the cover and ask “Who’s the Aufore?”

Last week I was attending a company meeting. We had an outside guest speaker from a social media consultancy.  Naturally he and a colleague had written a book which was given to all of us attending the meeting.   I was listening mostly intently to his presentation when I casually picked up my copy of the book.  I flipped it over to the front cover and looked at his name at the bottom and thought “Who’s the Aufore?”