These little beauties make me feel quite queasy:
Shudder. I’m really pleased that I grew up instead with the Brothers Grimm, Shahrazad (Scheherazade) and Rupert Bear.
The author, Hans Wilhelm, writes other books for children too. Here’s one: The Boy Who Wasn’t There. It opens with a foreword that reads:
When I first heard this story for the first time many years ago I didn’t believe it. I thought it was too strange too unusual to be true. I only accepted that which was reasonable and logical.But now I’m not so certain anymore. As a matter of fact the older I get, the more I begin to trust the things which cannot always be explained.
And there – the older I get, the more I begin to trust the things which cannot always be explained – I think is the key difference between Wilhelm and myself. As far as I am concerned, it’s patent nonsense. The day I begin to "trust the things which cannot always be explained" is the day I begin to slip into senile dementia.
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