Like many before him, my DS has been reading Lord of the Flies as a set text in English. This has prompted me to reread the book. The first time I read it, decades ago, I found it mildly interesting but can’t say it had a particular impact on me. I couldn’t imagine boys descending into savagery quite so quickly and easily. However, picking the book up for a second time, I find myself profoundly moved by it.
The difference is, I suppose, that I have now lived through my DS’s primary school years with him and, while he didn’t experience murders or conflagrations in the playground, the whole scenario depicted in Lord of the Flies, the tribalism and casual cruelty towards those who won’t – or can’t – conform, does seem so much more real now.
So life experience has given me a deeper appreciation of the book. And I wanted to ask if anyone has had a similar experience with a book. Have you ever found a book meaning more to you – or even just feeling different to you in some way - on returning to it later in life?
Also interested to hear about books that resonate less second time round!