And Now For Something Completely Different
Well, not completely different. We’ll still be working our way through a book…
I’m still on the fence about doing the Prologue to Canterbury Tales–mostly because finding a translation I like in the public domain is gonna kill me. (I got spoiled using that sterling one when writing curriculum.)
Regardless the Chaucer drama, there will be Flatland!
There will be.
Narrated by my very own Dad. Ain’t he a trooper. He also has a lovely baritone, so I think you’ll find it soothing. Actually, come to think of it, he read Roughing it and Ben Franklin’s Autobiography to us before I turned 13–and I liked and remembered those books, so you have to figure he’s pretty good.
Plus he has a beard like Pa Ingalls, so how can you go wrong, eh?
Alice in Wonderland is tabled for now–all who wrote in agreed that the language play is too visual (like The Phantom Tollbooth) for you to really hear the jokes. There was a suggestion for The Secret Garden after Flatland…and I have to say…I’m intrigued. I think it’s down to that or Connecticut Yankee.