Finally got halfway through Peter Pan. Now becoming increasingly convinced this story is not really fit for children. Cases in point:

Let us now kill a pirate to show Hook's method. Skylights will do. Then Hook proceeds to stick his hook into poor Skylights who happened to just bump into him. Oh sheep.

After a time, he fell asleep, and some unsteady fairies had to climb over him on their way home from an orgy. I'm getting disturbing mental pictures of kids reading about fairies having orgies. Mannnnnnn. (I'm crossing my fingers they don't know what orgies are. But then when I was a kid, my Mom always told me to go look in the dictionary when I encounter a word I didn't understand. After that, I'm crossing my fingers the kids will not understand the dictionary definitions. Enter the responsible parent... I hope.)

The Lost Boys are also unusually bloodthirsty. Well okay, Neverland isn't exactly Disneyland, and they do need to survive. But then I'd rather little kids read the Disneyfied versions of these tales and then have them read the originals when they are old enough to understand. I just don't feel too comfortable about kids reading things like that. Yikes.

Come to think of it, Alice in Wonderland is the same! <Off with his head!> Sheep!

Oh don't get me wrong. I like the story, no, I LOVE the story and I like the way it was written. I just think it should carry a PG-13 rating with it. Heehee. Next time I go to the Children's section of a bookshop I'll hunt down their versions of Peter Pan and see if at least they are abridged versions. Creepy.

One other thing. I'm having a hard time remembering Peter Pan is just a boy. Sometimes he acts so much like a man.... A man who just... never grew up....

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I guess you've heard,
I guess you know,
In time I might have told you
but I guess I'm too slow.
That's overly romantic,
but I know that it's real.
I hope you don't mind if I say what I feel.
It's like I'm in somebody else's dream.
This could not be happening to me....

But you were there,
You were everything I'd never seen
You woke me up from this long and empty sleep
I was alone,
I opened my eyes and you were there.

Don't be alarmed,
No, don't be concerned.
I don't want to change things,
Leave things just as they were.
I mean nothing's really different,
It's me who feels strange.
I'm always lost for words
when someone mentions your name...

--- "You Were There" version by Regine Velasquez



.:chronicled by senator skywalker at 8:03:00 PM:.
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