Saturday, 10 August 2013

My Bumper Fairy-Tale Book by Hans Christian Andersen and The Brothers Grimm
Do modern children's books shelter youngsters too much? There is a place for puppies and bunnies, for Bob the Builder and Thomas the Tank Engine, and maybe even for theCare Bears.  After all, perseverance and kindness are important life lessons. But surely there's still a place for the gruesome fairytales with wicked witches and hungry wolves, as well as matter-of-fact children's books that pull no punches and don't water down life. Literarily speaking, have we gone too soft?

I remember reading as a small child about Laura Ingalls (Wilder - creator of the Little House series, about growing up in a 19th-century American pioneer family - readers may remember the television series based on the same, which ran 1974-1983 and starred Michael Landon) and her sister Mary inflating a pig's bladder like a balloon on slaughter day, and having a grand time playing with it in Little House in the Big Woods. I also recall the graphic, frank descriptions of the pig being killed and drained, having its bristly whiskers scraped off, and then having its body rendered in an enormous cauldron of boiling water, while its head was chopped up for headcheese.

Even as a child who loved animals, I recognized there was no cruelty in this. The pig was killed quickly - for food, for fat, for life. I understood the connection between that pig and my dinner, and while it seemed a bit unfair and sad, the passages in the book were explained frankly, and to my young mind, were simple fact.

Look at books like William Golding's Lord of the Flies and Barry Hines' A Kestrel for a KnaveIn Lord of the Flies, children are pitted against each other in the most horrific and violent of circumstances, and two are killed. And A Kestrel for a Knave is basically one day in the life of a young, working-class boy whose life is so bleak, hopeless and relentless that it rises up and snuffs out the one spark of joy that accidentally flies into it, leaving him in abject misery once more. From the savage to the wretched, both books depict very adult, advanced concepts and situations, yet both were assigned as reading for high school classes for decades. Were children disturbed and haunted as a result?
Little Red Riding Hood - Adapted From the Grimm Brothers by Andrea Wisnewski
Another story that didn't make me bat an eyelash was Little Red Riding Hood. These days, there are countless versions. The best known the Brothers Grimm version, in which a little girl is accosted in the woods by a wolf on the way to bring food to her sick grandmother. Upon learning Red's destination, the wolf races ahead, consumes Grandma in one swallow, disguises himself in her clothes, and waits for Red. When Red arrives, the wolf swallows her, as well. However, there is a happy ending (not for the wolf) when a passing woodsman chops open the wolf, releasing both Little Red and Grandma unharmed.
Little Red Riding Hood is hundreds and hundreds of years old. Variants of the story have been traced back as early as the 15th century. To a modern child like myself, the idea of walking alone through a forest, let alone a dark, dangerous forest teeming with wolves, was positively thrilling. More importantly, it was completely foreign and fictional.

The stories also held real value. Little Red Riding Hood cautions against trusting strangers with personal information. The Red Shoes, a gruesome tale by Hans Christian Andersen, sees a little girl trick her adoptive mother into buying her expensive red shoes. She is punished for her vanity when the shoes turn out to be cursed, and won't allow her to stop dancing or remove the shoes. She eventually begs an executioner to chop her feet off, and he complies. Grim, but it teaches the lesson of valuing loved ones over possessions.
Author Alexander McCall Smith shared an anecdote in our interview with him: "I remember the Struwwelpeter stories. Struwwelpeter translates as Shock-haired Peter and the tales were designed to stop children misbehaving. One of them, the Story of Little Suck-a-Thumb, was all about a boy who sucked his thumb and gets his thumbs cut off by a tailor. I once visited some friends, who had an eight-year-old who sucked his thumb to the extent that he needed orthodontic work and I told that story to him – the boy froze, petrified, and never sucked his thumb again."
James and the Giant Peach by Roald DahlChildren, I believe, are brighter, more observant, and more intuitive than many adults give them credit for. Children who are loved, taught, and read to, who are encouraged to be inquisitive, understand the difference between right and wrong, between reality from make-believe. They perceive lessons and symbols. They comprehend that while two nasty old biddies being squashed flat in a story book (as in Roald Dahl's James and the Giant Peachis a funny example of just desserts, death in reality is a very big deal, and permanent. The difference between reality and stories isn't lost on children. While I might have been on the edge of my seat (bed) while reading Little Red Riding Hood, the story neither gave me a phobia of wolves nor a mistaken belief in the regurgitation of animals unharmed. My brain, even at age five or six, knew real from pretend.

I understand the desire to protect innocence and keep a child from unpleasantness. But is leading a child to believe that all is lovely and fluffy and safe and friendly fair? Does it give them an adequate picture of the world, or is it setting them up for a rude awakening when they get out on their own? It seems to me the best policy is to be honest and frank.

And what about the relish of a good gruesome read? When I was little I positively delighted in the dark and macabre, loved the squishy, dark, scary places, provided I knew when I closed the book I was tucked in and safe. And I always knew when I was being condescended to, and appreciated when I wasn't. Part of the fun of childhood, as well as reading, is in using our imagination - and not just one side of it.

Here's to the children's books that pull no punches, that tell it like it is, that realize gruesome guts and growing up are part of being a kid.
 

Books from the Little House Series by Laura Ingalls Wilder

early edition of Farmer Boy by Laura Ingalls Wilder

Farmer Boy 
Laura Ingalls Wilder

Little Town on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder

Little Town on the Prairie 
Laura Ingalls Wilder

On the Banks of Plum Creek by Laura Ingalls Wilder

On The Banks of Plum Creek 
Laura Ingalls Wilder

By the Shores of Silver Lake by Laura Ingalls Wilder

By the Shores of Silver Lake 
Laura Ingalls Wilder
Little House on the Prairie by Laura Ingalls Wilder

Little House on the Prairie 
Laura Ingalls Wilder 

Fairytales from Hans Christian Andersen

Stories from Hans Andersen by Hans Christian Andersen

Stories from Hans Andersen 
Hans Christian Andersen 
The Little Mermaid and Other Stories by Hans Christian Andersen

The Little Mermaid and Other Stories 

Hans Christian Andersen 
Fairy Tales by Hans Christian Andersen

Fairy Tales 
Hans Christian Andersen

The Snow Queen by Hans Christian Andersen

The Snow Queen 
Hans Christian Andersen
The Ugly Duckling by Hans Christian Andersen

The Ugly Duckling 
Hans Christian Andersen

Children's Stories That Pull no Punches

Watership Down by Richard Adams

Watership Down 
Richard Adams

The Book Thief by Markus Zusak

The Book Thief 
Markus Zusak
The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

The Wind in the Willows 
Kenneth Grahame

The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling

The Jungle Book 
Rudyard Kipling

Tarka the Otter by Henry Williamson

Tarka the Otter 
Henry Williamson

Fairytales from The Brothers Grimm

Household Stories from the Collection of the Brothers Grimm

Household Stories 
The Brothers Grimm
Grimm's Fairy Tales by the Brothers Grimm

Grimm's Fairy Tales

The Brothers Grimm 
Jorinda and Joringel by the Brothers Grimm

Jorinda and Joringel 
The Brothers Grimm 

Juicy Children's Choices from Roald Dahl

The BFG by Roald Dahl

The BFG 
Roald Dahl
The Witches by Roald Dahl

The Witches 

Roald Dahl
The Twits by Roald Dahl

The Twits 

Roald Dahl 


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