When I was a child. I liked reading fun stories. I liked to know what happened to the character. I don't ever remember being particularly interested in a book that was actually secretly trying to teach me anything that I could discern. I distinctly remember sitting down and forcing myself to read a short book about making rainbows, because I wanted to know if the mouse explaining it actually did anything interesting. He didn't. I don't remember picking the book up ever again, though it's fellows on the shelf were constantly revisited. I also remember noticing that a lot of children's television programs involved the character learning an important moral lesson at the end of each episode. I dare say that I would have stopped watching a couple of those shows had I the opportunity. One cannot give up what one does not actually have. My mum is convinced that the television is too addictive for young minds to be exposed to, so any access I had to the pretty moving pictures was limited to her prolonged absences.
I write this entry out of pure frustration.
How does one write a story to teach children anything?
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