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.