


Maybe I’d find a magic ring in that hollow tree behind the apartment house around the block.

I wished I were the character Kathleen and hoped I’d have a magic adventure. The next day, halfway through the book, I fell asleep on the hideaway bed. I must admit I’m very self-centered: I only read children’s books I read long ago, and I am mainly interested in them to see what kind of child I was.įor instance, I first read The Enchanted Castle after my 11th birthday slumber party. Nonetheless, I finished only a chapter every two months, because I have a limited interest in children’s books. The tone is witty, the novel is well-plotted, and I found the children’s adventures with the magic ring riveting and often funny. Nesbit’s The Enchanted Castle (you can download it free at Girlebooks), which was my favorite book as a child. The last time I read a children’s book, it took two years.
