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Top Ten Tuesday: Children’s Classics

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Top Ten Tuesday is a weekly meme hosted by The Broke and the Bookish. This week’s topic is “Classics” – and my spin on it is Favourite Children’s Classics. They aren’t listed in any particular order of preference – they’re just books I enjoyed immensly (both as a kid and later in life). Clicking the images will take you to Goodreads.

The Secret Garden by Frances Hodgson Burnett: this one is just secret gardenSO PRETTY. I don’t mean the cover, but the story. I reread it recently for an assignment and it confirmed my childhood opinion – I’d recommend it to anyone.

 

 

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The Hobbit by J. R. R. Tolkien. It will always make my top-ten lists, because it’s one of the reasons I read fantasy. I may not like the new movie adaptations much (too bombastic), but I adore the original.

 

 

 

Matilda by Roald Dahl: a perfect mix of mischevous, matildawitchesfunny and serious. I know some adults dislike it for its message, but I think Dahl was a genious. Which is why he merits another entry on this list with The Witchesanother one of my favourites, though it’s slightly scarier. I think it’s perfect, really.

 

 

little white horseThe Little White Horse by Elizabeth Goudge. I must have read this one a dozen times when I was a kid. I haven’t reread it as an adult, because I’m afraid of breaking the spell, honestly, but I loved the strong heroine and the setting so much!

 

 

 

Winnie the Pooh by A. A. Milne – I’m including this one winniefor the cuteness factor. It’s become so entrenched in the everyday culture, but I think it hasn’t lost any of its appeal. Pooh is wonderful.

 

 

 

wizard earthseaThe Wizard of Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin: I only read this one later, when I was about 20, I think, but it has swiftly become one of my favourites. The entire Earthsea Cycle is gorgeously written and should be read by any lover of fantasy. I basically worship Le Guin. I even wrote my MA thesis on her novels.

 

 

 

Ronia, the Robber’s Daughter by Astrid Lindgren. I have already roniamentioned my love of all things Lindgren here on the blog, and Ronia shares the top spot with The Brothers Lionheart. She’s all a children’s heroine should be, I think, running around the forest, taming horses and learning how to get through the rough patches in life. I can’t wait for my kid to read this one!

 

 

watership downWatership Down by Richard Adams – I haven’t reread this one in recent years, though I really want to. I remember loving it from the start and I wonder whether the feeling would be the same now.

 

 

 

 

And finally: The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupery, little princewhich I’ve read more times than I can count, both in the original and the Slovenian translation. I know it’s essentially not a children’s book, what with the fairly complicated philosophy, but I think readers of all ages can find something to relate to here.

 

 

These are my top ten children’s classicswhat are yours?

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I have to admit I’ve met quite some classics that I didn’t particularly like (especially when I (re)read them recently): The Wind in the Willows made me want to pull my teeth out, Alice in Wonderland has been used and abused so many times it’s lost its charm, The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe made me cringe with the pushy ideology and I almost perished from boredom when reading Little Women. Do you hate any books you were supposed to love? I’d love to hear from you, so don’t hesistate to comment – and leave links to your Top Ten posts if you participated!

Buried Treasures: “Where the Wild Things Are” by Maurice Sendak

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“Buried Treasures” is a new feature on my blog, inspired by Old School Wednesdays from The Book Smugglers. They review books that are older than 5 years and I find this to be a grand idea. But I feel that books never really get old if they’re good, so I’m renaming the feature. Also, I’m adding a couple of years to their time constraint, so the books under this tag will always be at least 10 years old. Here goes!

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Where the Wild Things Are by Maurice Sendak, originally published by Harper & Row in 1963.

Author (Wiki). Goodreads. Book Depository. Amazon.

My rating: 5/5

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Fifty years after its publication in English, we finally got Where The Wild Things Are in Slovenian. It was translated by Jasmina Šuler Galos and bears the title Tja, kjer so zverine doma. If I get my hands on the original, I may add a comment on the translation as well, but as far as I can tell, she did a credible job!

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I got the book for my cousin’s little boy, who just turned one, knowing it was a classic, but not much else. I read it when I got home, because I don’t like giving book-presents if I haven’t read them previously. I was surprised to see that the boy’s name was Max and that he had a small white dog (it’s there in a picture, though it certainly isn’t a main character) – my cousin’s son’s name is Maks (pronounced the same as the international version) and they have a dog who looks something like this. So I’ve unwittingly chosen quite the perfect book for him, even though it might take him a while to fully appreciate it.

This is truly one gorgeous picture book. I love Sendak’s illustrations and the sheer simplicity of the story. I love how it touches on the deepest fears and somehow makes them beautiful. I cannot wait to read it to my own children. I’ll probably be reading loads of kid lit in the years to come and if there are more treasures such as Where the Wild Things Are, I can’t wait!