A few years ago I revisited a book I hadn’t looked at since an assigned high-school reading many years earlier. Which is how I was reminded that Anne Frank’s diary is not only an important Holocaust document, but a magnificent piece of writing by a singular author. So much official veneration had stuck to Anne Frank over the years that it was startling to hear her lively, witty, soulful voice come springing off the page. She deserves better than to be relegated to sainthood.
I had similar thoughts while watching this new documentary about Malala Yousafzai.