When I was about 10 my primary school went for their weekly visit to the library and I chose a small hardback which I immediately fell in love with. The book was Little Women, and it was originally published in 1868.
Did the fact that I didn't have a clue what popovers are or that I had no direct experience of living through the Civil War make any difference to my enjoyment of the book? Of course not. If anything, it enhanced it, because I loved the fact that Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy belonged to a different time.
For goodness sake, give kids some credit. They're perfectly capable of coping with 'classics'. What are we to expect next – The Lord of the Rings reissued in Noughties slang? 'Yo Legolas, where's da ring at?'
Give me strength.
written by Liz Jarvis