We were sorting through the pile for the next book to read together when she said, excitedly, "It's What? That is the first book from Australia I ever read."
Which, when you think of it, is a pretty cool thing to be able to say.
Before What? we'd read some new to us titles from PRACE, including the happy-go-lucky tale Wheels, and a tear-jerker called Mizuri the Cat (with it's mysterious reference to a gorilla).
I was happy to see the new titles, since she's been burning through reading level 1 and 2 books faster than I can find or write them.
Of course, there's a certain amount of re-reading going on. Which is okay - I'm reading Day of Battle for the fourth time myself, and looking forward to a chance to re-read Hillerman's Jim Chee mystery Skinwalkers.
I don't know what would be the first book from Australia I ever read. I'd like to say it was something exciting like The Rim of Space by Arthur Bertram Chandler...
But I fear it was The Thornbirds.
Gag me with a spoon.