It was late Sunday night when Son # 2 casually mentions that he needs The Catcher in the Rye for the next day’s English class. Usually such a late night pronouncement would produce lots of grumbles, mumbles, and late night (or very early the next morning) runs to the closest store.
Not this time, however. My husband simply walked into the den, eyed the top shelf of the book case, and pulled the needed book, and handed it to our son. That shelf, in particular, holds many old classics. Most of the books are mine or my husband’s from when we were in high school. Books like The Grapes of Wrath, The Great Gatsby, To Kill a Mockingbird (among others). A lot of them are tattered and dog-eared and stuffed with notes taken in a long ago English class. They’re part of our history, and it’s really very neat to share that with our kids.
And also, for our kids to add to the shelves. My daughter had to read Rebecca for summer reading last year. And though the cover had been updated for a younger generation, the book itself will always be a classic. It hasn’t made its way from her room to the “classics” shelf yet, but I have a feeling it’s just a matter of time.
Do you have a “classics” shelf? Or a favorite tattered copy of a classic you just can’t bear to part with?