From the pulp lit pulpit
Remember in primary school when it was story time? When the teacher pulled out a copy of The Voyage of the Dawntreader and transported us into another world where magic flowed and overflowed back into the classroom, and an entire room of students sat still, transfixed by another reality? It was the safe zone where learning did not hurt, or threaten, or judge. It was the highlight of the day.
What would have been lost if the teacher had kept on reading? If story time had lasted for more than one chapter, or one hour, or taken up an entire afternoon? What now-outdated facts were so important that they were granted essential