Sometimes, when people are talking about classic books from their childhoods – Anne of Green Gables, say, or Charlotte’s Web – I stay very quiet. I haven’t read a lot of those, and I wish I had. I shouldn’t feel ashamed, though, because there’s a good reason I haven’t. I grew up in French-speaking Brussels in the ’80s and we had a whole different set of children’s classics.
Over on Book Riot, I wrote about what they were.