Did many of you even have much nonfiction?
When someone grows nostalgic about childhood books, they generally talk about fiction, but my fiction reading nearly all came from the library and had to go back, so I don’t remember it as clearly as the nonfiction in the bookcase that I’d flip through and look at the pictures and read some here and there.
My teacher gave me that one in middle school and I treasured it!
It’s so good for younger audiences. Even tho Fouché is a fucking asshole most of the time. But it was perfect for French revolution history