In high school I took Latin instead of a "practical," "non-dead" language . I was horrible at it, but our Latin class was small (by senior year, there were only four people in it), and we bonded over the beauty of Ovid and Virgil. I relished my Latin nerdiness. It was one of those things that really defined who I was, in some weird way.
I haven't taken a Latin class in four years now, but, cleaning out my bookshelves at home yesterday, I found some very special books.
Yes, those are two DIFFERENT Winnie the Pooh books in Latin, Cattus Petasatus (by Doctore Seuss, no less!) and the Latin Bible.
These days, there is a whole section of my bookshelf devoted to books on child development and autism.
My, oh my, how things have changed.
Abbie, I'm not sure I like how your blog works...my computer has a "center click" button which turns the cursor into a scroller, but it also can be used to open pages in a new tab. This makes it tricky to scroll on your blog, because I'm always opening extra tabs of your pictures and individual entries. I think I blame society, though, over you :-)
ReplyDeleteyou should write children's books.
ReplyDeletei'd have my future babies read them for sure. haha.
maybe not in latin though.
James, my dear, I am sorry for the inconvenience. If I were in charge of the universe, I would change it. But unfortch, I'm not, so it's a good thing you're not blaming me.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous, who are you? I think I should write children's books in Latin, and everyone's babies should read them. Babies should all be raised to speak Latin. It would make them much smarter. Definitely.