From Judy Blume to V.C. Andrews, there's always a book circulating among teens that their parents don't want them to read. What favorite book did you have to hide from your parents?
I mean, if I had a thirteen year old who wanted to read the Marquis de Sade, that would be pretty scary and there'd have to be some serious, likely uncomfortable, explanations of why at that age it might not be a good idea to read that. However, I wouldn't ever want a kid to feel like they had to hide a book from me. Porn, sure - that's just part fo growing up. R-rated movies, maybe, though even those I'd rather know about what ones they were watching and talk about them openly than have the kid feel like they were 'forbidden.' But books? I know it probably has a lot to do with my individual upbringing, but that idea is practically unfathomable to me.
My parents perhaps warned me away from reading a few books at too young an age, but they still left the decision to me. I never felt I had to hide any book I was reading from them. Hell, my parents are experienced enough readers that most books I read before the age of 16 they had already read, so they knew what to expect. And I suppose that's the key. I think parents can fall into the trap of seeing the hype of a book, the controversy it may be causing in pockets of society that even marginally resemble theirs, and without even reading the book, they dismiss it as trash, or inappropriate, or profane, or whatever.
Or am I just an exception to the rule? Did other people have to hide books from their parents?