Greek mythology (an anecdote)

During my last time in Chicoutimi, I saw my godson and his sister, first an evening at their home, then in my parents's place, where we had tourtière. The first evening, I helped the children do their homework. The girl had to do a bit of research about the sun and she had to write something about Icarus and Daedalus. The tourtière night, after supper, I showed her a book of Greek mythology (this one). She asked me to read her a story. Then two. I read the story of Orpheus in the Hades and then the one of Prometheus followed by Pandora. So two stories and a half, in a way. My godson fell asleep lying on my shoulder, but his older sister listened until the end and she was fascinated.

I was really into Greek mythology as a child, and I was happily surprised to see that it still holds a strong appeal to young children. I don't know why, but this little event made my evening and it also gives me hope for the future.