Back in the early 1980s my mother enrolled me in the Disney book club. I remember being so over-the-moon excited when a new book would come in. They were all brief renditions of all the classic stories. Like my Berenstain Bear collection, I kept all of these Disney books and now I share them with my boys. They are all still in excellent condition, yeah I was anal like that as a child as well.
Among some of their favorites that we must read over and over, Little Hiawatha, Goofy the Gardner, Lambert the Sheepish Lion, Sleeping Beauty (they love seeing the dragon get slayed), and Tod and Copper. Finnegan is absolute loving Tod and Copper these past two weeks. He’s been sleeping with the book every night.
It’s great going back in time to the stories I enjoyed as a child. One thing I have noticed with these old stories is a different regard for what is safe to share with children. You won’t really see many current books out there where the mom fox is killed by a hunter in the first two pages, and Amos Slade is holding a gun in every illustration he’s in. I thought of sheltering my boys from this, but then realized that these things didn’t really affect me negatively as a child. Yes, the thought of mother fox being shot was sad but I don’t feel I really needed to be sheltered to the reality. Maybe it will make my boys want to save all the animals of the world. Who knows. All I know is that they love these stories and I love sharing them with them.