When we studied greek myths in reading classes over the years, everyone would look to me expectantly. I wore that reputation like a badge of honor, honestly, always in love with the fascinating stories of gods and men and monsters.
Why? Mostly projection tbh
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I was in third grade when I got my first book on Greek Mythology. It was already a little old, but my teacher gave it to me because he knew I liked Percy Jackson and thought I would find it interesting: he was right. Over time I wore this book down even further, but now I treat it with delicate reverence with its tattered cover and barely-there binding. |
I realize I still need to read this book. Yikes. |
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When I tell you this book was FORMATIVE for me. I read this religiously for years, and adore the artwork to this day. |
This book was one I got later into my time with mythology, and though it covers mostly basics the narration style (Percy being sassy) made it a very refreshing and enjoyable read. |