A lovely personal reflection on freedom to read. Similarly, my own parents did not restrict me from reading the books that I wanted to read, and questions were encouraged!
In honor of Banned Books Week, I’d like to offer a few thoughts about what it was like growing up with parents who let me read (almost) anything I wanted (take them at face value).
I have what you may call “liberal parents,” politically and intellectually. This isn’t to say I was raised without limits, but when it came to literature, the doors were pretty wide open.
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