Tucked into my son's closet, between his bath robe and his t-shirts, is one of my favourite collections - the books I enjoyed as a child.
We put them on a bookshelf behind closet doors a few years ago. I didn't want to box them and forget about them. I wanted to share them with my kids when the time was right. But, we had to keep them out of sight for the most part because our kids tend to destroy everything in their paths.
Now my son is 11, about the age I would have been while reading these books. Unfortunately, I don't think the interest is there. I tried to tempt him with "The Hardy Boys" because I loved the "Nancy Drew" series so much. I'm afraid he feels he is just too sophisticated for these old-fashioned tales though. How do you top "The Hunger Games" after all?
There's still the girl child anyway. Many of these books belonged to my mother, so I'd like to carry on the tradition. I want to start with Lucy Maud Montgomery's "Anne of Green Gables." It was published in 1908, yet I found it so engaging as a child in the eighties. I think the plucky orphan Anne is one of the most amazing characters in the history of literature, and I was always carried away by the descriptions of flowers, trees and nature's secret hideaways. I hope my little girl will find it just as appealing today.
What was your favourite book as a child?
Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I'd look up into the sky-up-up-up-into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer.
Anne of Green Gables
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