First Impressions

I was so excited upon reading several weeks ago that a seemingly boring class (ENG-102) was going to be taught from a new and exciting perspective. I have always loved fairy tales and have been an avid reader of them since receiving my first book of them around age seven. I distinctly remember the book, shiny blue cover, picture of a beautiful castle on the front, and the edges of all the pages were a bright metallic gold. It was the kind of book that looked as though it held magic inside, and in fact it did. For years I was captivated and transported to worlds I could only find in books where prince charming actually existed and animals could talk, witches were sometimes bad and sometimes good, and the hero always triumphed. These were the innocent tales of my youth, and innocence I now wish could be as easily obtained as it was lost. I am looking forward to looking at these stories again from and older more knowledgeable perspective and to find what wisdom and magic they hold for me now.