Classics

Here I am, posting about Winter Savoury's reading!

My oldest son, 6 and a half years old.

Last night he came running out of his bedroom, waving a copy of Enid Blyton's 'The Enchanted Wood' high above his head.  The words "I finished it!" spilling excitedly from his lips.

It had taken him 3 days to read all 247 pages.  3 evenings of reading for a little while before lights out.  He loved it, and no doubt had dreams about Saucepan Man and Moon Face!

He's been flying through books lately.  I'm so proud of him!


He began reading 'The Enchanted Wood' at the recommendation of his sister.  She also adored this book (and the series) when she read them, and it got me thinking about classic books.  The Enchanted Wood is 75 years old this year, I don't know if that makes it officially a classic or not, but I would count it as one.  It has survived and thrived through a few generations now, still as fun and exciting for my children as it was for my parents.  When I began consciously choosing to read classic books, I was faintly surprised at how good they generally were!  They weren't stuffy, boring, overly-preachy, irrelevant.  The idea took shape in my mind that perhaps these books had well-earned their title of classic!  The facet of the Classical Education philosophy about reading great books and taking part in the Great Conversation made real, tangible sense to me now.  These books are, for the most part, timeless.  They are meaningful and insightful.  They are interesting!  How about that, good books actually have a good storyline!

On a related note, I finished reading 'To Kill A Mockingbird'.  Another great classic!

Happy Reading!