Okay, it’s actually two affairs but I plead ignorance for the first one! There’s also a quick summary of classic books I’ve read in high school at the end of this post.
My earliest encounter with a classic was Anna Sewell’s Black Beauty. Black Beauty was a children’s classic first published in 1877. I think my grade five teacher had some obsession with horse fiction because we preceded to read two more of which I don’t remember. Thanks to her, I, too started reading horse fiction for a while such as the Heartland series by Lauren Brooke but I digress. I had no idea what a classic was in grade five, let alone that Black Beauty was one of them. I don’t remember reading it in class but I remember the dramatic points of the plot and watching the movie which was a pretty faithful adaptation of it. I do remember loving the book and even now I still feel a nostalgia for it.
My first adult classic was, of course, forced upon me by my (grade nine) English teacher. But we didn’t read Pride and Prejudice, Catcher in the Rye or The Adventures of Tom Sawyer, no, we read Frankenstein.
Frankenstein.
By Mary Shelley.
Buddha, save me!
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