The Tales of Beedle the Bard by J.K. Rowling

Thank [whoever is responsible for my life] that I get to read to children. It is one of the only times that the awful chitter chatter in my skull ever stops. And for a whole hour at a time. I read to a “bad” class of 3rd graders this morning- to get their attention I said I could read them something from this book that would probably be too scary for them. And too grown up. It terrifies me. The evil warlock keeps his heart in a crystal coffin and it gets so weird that it grows long bristly hair all over. When his new bride asks him to put the heart back, he cuts open his chest but it has grown too perverse. Their families find him crouched over her dead body licking and stroking her pure heart. Wildly inappropriate for third graders.

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Author: Emily

Writer/ Librarian

1 thought on “The Tales of Beedle the Bard by J.K. Rowling”

  1. Corrupting our youth, one terrifying story at a time. Well done! BTW, we were at Union Pool this weekend and it was gorgeous and we wished you were there.

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