In pretty much every sense of the word, I'd categorize myself as a bit of a modernist. As you all know by now, I tend to orient towards the "latest and greatest" be it in the world of technology, literature or music. But I've disovered that sometimes it's fun to take a bit of a step back in time and revisit a classic(s).
The Little Girl of all people came to me the other day with a library book; it was the first Hardy Boy's book. A little strange for a little girl, perhaps, but she's been having a hard time finding books that appeal to her and I was stoked. She asked me if I'd read it to her and being that they were my favorite books of my childhood, I happily obliged. We were two pages into it when I heard the Little Boy silently enter her room and sit on the floor. This was amusing, as I've been trying for years to cajole him into reading the series.
They sat at rapt attention, which is a rarity in my house, most especially during evenings. Every time I got to the next chapter they kept yelling for me to go on. This morning, the Little Girl climbed into bed with me at 6:45 am, and immediately went into a recitation of everything that happened in Book 1 as well as her working theory as to who stole the yellow jalopy.
First thing the Little Boy asked this am is what time I was going to be home form work and how many chapters could we read tonight.
How awesome is that? The freaking Hard Boys. First published in 1927.
Classics are classic for good reason.
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The book is good and key, but I suspect it is the entire experience that has them stoked. They are asking for you to read......father of the week to HS
R
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