It should be no surprise to anyone that we live in a nostalgia driven world. I mean, take a look at the movies and TV shows that are coming out and you’ll see many appeals to our nostalgia, some predatory, some not. It’s nostalgia that started me on the road of rereading all the Baby-Sitter’s Club books and looking back at the things I’d read as a kid as an adult. It can almost feel like opening up a time capsule to peer inside when you crack open an old book again, looking back into the past with every turned page.
Back in the day, I was addicted to the Baby-Sitter’s Club books by Ann M. Martin. I’m not quite sure why because I was never all that fond of being a baby-sitter. I don’t know if it was the hijinks they were able to get up to or the fact that it was a novel whose main characters were all girls or even something as simple as Claudia’s grandmother, Mimi, reminded me of my own Baachan. Whatever the reason, I would devour these books. Any copies that I might have had of the books have long since fallen apart, but thankfully they have been rereleasing them on Kindle.
Once I found out that, the temptation was too much to resist. How well had these books held up? Would I still like them when reading them as an adult? I had to know the answer.
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