By DAPHNE LEE
From Tots to Teens, StarMag
WHEN I was little, I used to turn to the back of my Puffins (books published my Penguin's children's literature imprint) and sadly read the ads for the Puffin Club. "If you have enjoyed reading this book and would like to know about others which we publish, why not join the Puffin Club?"
Why not indeed? Well, because I didn't live in the UK or the Republic of Ireland, that's why. If I did, membership would have cost me 5 shillings (25 pence/RM1.40) and I would have received a magazine, the Puffin Post four times a year, a badge and a membership card. And I'd have been able to enter competitions and win prizes, including books.
Some Puffins (depending on when they were published) included information on how you could join the club if you lived in Australia. Alas, I lived in Malaysia and joining the Puffin Club was something I could only dream of. By the way, back when I was a child, the Puffin imprint was, to me, a guarantee of excellence.
I longed for a bookcase filled with Puffins - my books had synopses of other Puffins in their end pages and I longed to read them. Just a couple of years ago I came across a copy of The Dolls' House, by Rumer Godden, in a bookstore and remembered that I'd read a synopsis of it at the back of my Puffin edition of Ted Hughes' How the Whale Became and Other Stories! The memory of reading and re-reading about those elusive Puffins is still a powerful one, even after more than 30 years have passed.
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