A complete change of subject..
Don’t know why, but the other day, I got the urge to go back in time and re-read some of my favourite childhood books.
So, pootled off to the Library and borrowed the ‘Little Women’ compendium. (My own copies are still at my ex-husband’s house – in God knows what condition nowadays; they’ve been boxed up in an outdoor environment since before we got married).
It’s really nice to wallow in nostalgia and recollect some of the reasons why I like these books so much. Innocence and a moral compass –without being unduly sanctimonious and prudish – although nowadays, cynics would probably think the author rather naive. Nevertheless, it is rather refreshing to read narrative that doesn’t focus on sex and actually appeals to one’s emotions in a healthy way..
In particular, I like the fact that some of the books I read when I was a child / teenager featured boys and girls who, while (maybe) being ‘ignorant’ about sex and sexuality were, in many areas, far more advanced educationally (not to mention more resourceful) than their many of their counterparts today.
Very refreshing..
And, maybe I’m not the only person taking a trip back in time; I have to now hurry and finish reading because the compendium has a ‘hold’ notice on it. Or maybe a teenager wishes to read it..