This book fit my "old time juvenile fiction criteria, and even though entertainment standards have changed since then, I have a hard time believing kids actually read this book! I am reminded of my own experience as a child, trying over and over again to read it. I remember the subject being very intriguing... A secret garden holds a certain amount of mystique, but this mystique is not one that Burnett capitalizes on well. The story focuses on Mary Lennox, who after her parents are taken by the cholera epidemic, is forced to move in with her cross uncle and his crippled son. During her time on the moors, she discovers a garden that has been locked for a decade, and helps Colin, the crippled boy, to heal, as well as healing some of her own personal shortcomings as well. The book is a laborious read, ripe with WAY too much detail, and I am reminded why I never got through it as a kid. I found myself rolling my eyes after hearing for the FIFTIETH time how much fatter Mary Lennox got once she got to the moor. I understand the tale is heart-warming and all about restoration of the adolescent spirit, but... Snore. The book was a bore, and I hope I don't enrage people by saying it. For once in my life, I endorse the movie over the book. It's quicker. Less... boring.