When the phrase "classical/classic books" is introduced, boring would be the first word that pops into my head. See, even though I'm a sucker for books, I have to admit that I don't have much love for the classics. It may be because of the epistaxis-inducing terms used, or perhaps my taste simply doesn't conform to the writing style of the earlier authors. There are, of course, some exceptions to my classic-books-are-boring outlook, my favorite being A Wrinkle in Time by Madeline L'Engle. Shoutout to my bestfriend, Ruod, who gave me the book for Christmas two years ago!
A Wrinkle in Time may have been intended as a children's novel, but even as a teenager, I have nothing but praise for it. I love how it acknowledges that life isn't always smooth-sailing, how it had the element of realness, such as the absence of a father-figure from a family. In another bout of honesty, I would have to say that the romance element also helped my interest and affection for L'Engle's novel. Of course, it couldn't have been rewarded a Newbery medal if it wasn't as good as I claim it to be.
Without question, this classical novel is un-boring and definitely worth reading.
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