My August/September YA classics read was Madeline L’engle’s A Wrinkle in Time — but technically, it was a reread. When I was a kid, probably only eight or nine years old, my mother read Wrinkle to me out loud, which left only two lasting impressions for me: the line “There is such a thing as a tesseract,” and the scene with the kids jumping rope and playing ball, which was and remains TERRIFYING. I loved it when Mom read it to me, though, and devoured the next two books in the series. (But I’m not sure I ever read the
Science Fiction Fairy Tale: A Wrinkle in Time
