...not one of those dynamic duos like Bert and Ernie or chips and Rotel dip. No, they really don't belong together at all.
I was chuckling aloud the other day when I read
Kim's post about how hard she tends to be on books. Actually, the post was about a few of her favorite books, but in the opening paragraphs she admitted to some of habits that may have had some book-lovers clutching their hearts in horror. Now, I am certainly no
Carl...my books don't come out looking as if they've never been touched by human hands. But I figured I probably wasn't quite as brutal on them as Kim. *** Kim, you do know I'm only teasing, don't you? :) ***
Well, I now must eat those words. (Even though I only ever spoke them inside my own head.) Last night while fixing supper, I figured I could sneak in a quick fairy tale. The Frog-Prince fit the bill, a short little tale which only took a few minutes. But as I was reaching to set the book down, it slipped through my fingers and landed in a roll slathered with mayonnaise. And it didn't land flat so the cover could just easily be wiped off either. No, it landed corner first, so mayo managed to seep right up between all the pages. Not a fun clean up job.
I've decided to look at the bright side though. When I decided to read Grimm's Fairy Tales for school this year, I just picked up an inexpensive little Puffin Classics version. But it didn't take me long to fall madly in love with these little tales, and I have been kicking myself for not just shelling out a few extra bucks to buy an edition of The Complete Grimms Fairy Tales. Guess now's my chance, huh?
Anyway, I was wondering, am I the only person out here that never really had much exposure to fairy tales as a kid? I honestly do not remember reading them as a child, or having them read to me. Yes, I'd heard some of "the biggies" like Cinderella and Snow White, but beyond that nada. But I have to say, that is one of the precious things about fairy tales...you don't need to be a child to fall in love with them. Here I am in my 40s being enchanted for the first time.
Annie and I have really been having so much fun with this "unit". We read a handful of tales each week, sometimes together, sometimes separately, and then we discuss them. And we're trying to work in some retold versions as well. I'm sure literary professionals would be appalled, but we have somehow, without even trying, set up our own little classification system for many of the fairy tales. Some of our categories include: dark and disturbing, no one could possibly be that dumb, and priceless treasure.
A few that have made that priceless treasure category in the last few weeks:
*Jorinda and Jorindel--a tale in which the power of true love wins out, despite an evil old fairy
*King Grisly-Beard--a tale about the evils or pride and conceit, and also about the wonders of love and second chances
*The Giant With the Three Golden Hairs--a tale of come-uppance for an evil, greedy king
And one final note on the subject of fairy tales...I started reading Shannon Hale's
The Goose Girl last night. (The Goose Girl happens to one of the few fairy tales I was actually already familiar with.) So far, I am finding it perfectly delightful!