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I was going to say that I never read detective stories for kids when I was young (yes, children, even I was young once), when I remembered Enid Blyton and her Secret Seven and Famous Five (and probably Suspicious Six and Enormous Eight) books. They amused me enough when I was very young but I never explored further in the genre. I tried the Hardy Boys but they bored me almost to death - obviously, it just wasn't my thing and I read nothing similar until a few years ago I discovered my wife's Collected Sherlock Holmes Tales and read 'em all. That was through feeling I needed to have the experience of them and nothing more. The genre still doesn't attract me. Anyway, the point is that this leaves me as a poor example of what happens to a kid when they get involved with such books. Looking around at others who did like the genre, I would have to say that they don't seem to be unusually different from those who avoided crime stories. Which would lead me to suspect it doesn't make a lot of difference. If anything, I'd guess that they encourage a healthy curiosity in kids without leading them into any dangerous paths of imitation. I suspect that there are far more damaging and dangerous fields of reading available to modern kids anyway. The world would be a better place if a few detective stories were the most hazardous reading available to the young. |