Yael and I are reading the first Harry Potter book.
It's my fourth time reading it.
To myself, to David, to Sam, and now to her.
I can't even begin to imagine how it's going to feel when she finishes the series, something that Sam did not get to do.
Tonight we read about the Mirror of Erised.
As Professor Dumbledore explains, it is a mirror that does not show one's reflection. Instead, "it shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate
desire of our hearts."
Harry sees his parents, who died when he was a baby.
Yael doesn't understand the whole of it. I asked her what the mirror shows. "Dead people?" she says. Well, I try to say, it shows us what we really want the most in the world.
"What do you think the mirror would show us?" I ask her.
Yeah, I say. Sammy.
But Professor Dumbledore continues his explanation: "However, this mirror will give us neither knowledge or truth. Men have
wasted away before it, entranced by what they have seen, or been driven
mad, not knowing if what it shows is real or even possible...
...It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live, remember
And so we just keep reading....