I love the Olympics.  I especially enjoy seeing some of the lesser-publicized sports — sports I might not catch on TV or know much about except for the Olympics.  And I love the Opening Ceremony.  Bejing’s was among the most spectacular large-scale works of human performance and artistry I’ve seen, and I don’t imagine any future Opening Ceremonies will top it in sheer wonder.  But I will always look forward to the parade of athletes: the different uniforms, the human stories, the athletes’ pride in a life dream realized, the incredible sense of connection with people around the world.

And though London’s Opening Ceremony can’t beat Bejing’s, I really appreciated their homage to British Children’s Literature, much of which was an integral part of my own childhood.  And I am always moved by seeing literature honored and recognized.