The Lord of the Flies by William Golding

Team reading this one with my 12-year-old. He doesn’t love it, and I don’t blame him, really. The language and tendency to use a bunch of words with out saying anything is kind of grating. According to my pre-teen: “This author just says ‘and’ over and over. And this and this and that and that.”

That’s not what Lord of the Flies is about.

I’m afraid he’s probably not going to get the subtleties of the journey to madness for THESE 12-year-olds, but I do. That’s the best part of Lord of the Flies.

Here’s the freaky thing:

For a 12-year-old by, it’s not a long journey.

If any book deserves an updated re-write, it’s this one. It happens with movies all the time. Why not books?

This is one kids are asked to read before they are ready and end up spending the rest of their lives thinking books are dumb.

The lesson? Read with your kids.

And tell Piggy to watch out for that rock!

Happy reading!