We had a couple Babar books at home when I was little, and honestly I don't remember reading them too much, but I do have a warm spot in my heart for the gentle beast. I guess I assumed there must be some "west is best" attitude hidden more or less in the story, but I never thought very deeply about it. This article challenges me to reconsider the character and the meaning of his tales. Then, when Halleigh is old enough to enjoy the books, I can be a more informed daddy reader.

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