One afternoon, during the drive home from picking my nine-year old, Brendan, up from school, he told me that we had to go to the bookstore to buy a copy of Who Moved My Cheese. I said, “We have to? Is this a book for kids? Or is it the book for business people?” What it all boiled down to, he told me, was that this book was great(!). It was about change and that it would, in fact, change my life. I was still confused. The book Who Moved My Cheese that was published several years ago? For business people? Was it a kids-version dumbed down? Was this a book about change for kids? I was just still really confused. So we stopped by a local used bookstore.
Brendan walked through the door of the musty used bookstore, marched up to the counter and asked if they had a copy of Who Moved My Cheese. I was surprised - they were close by on a shelf right near the checkout counter. We pulled a used copy off the shelf that had a small, yellow sticker with “Cash $10” handwritten on it. “This is it!” he squealed with delight.
I was still confused (I'm sure he is brighter than I am). I didn’t understand how or why he had read this book at school. I was further astonished that he had been so affected by it and was bound and determined that I should read it.
It has been weeks since we purchased the used copy of Who Moved My Cheese. He picked it up last week to re-read it and just finished it last night. He handed it to me and said with a smile, “Move with the cheese and enjoy it."
I’ve got to read this book. Will you read it with me?