Every so often, when discussing or thinking about some work of Great (or at least famous) Literature, I realize I've never read the real thing. Sure, I may have seen a movie or TV adaptation, and there's a good chance I read one of those little illustrated kid-digest versions. But seeing the movie rarely stops me from reading the book if I'm interested...yet I think the fact I read kiddie versions of things like the Three Musketeers or A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court kept me from ever getting around to reading the genuine article. I'd mentally checked them off as "read it" and moved on. Granted, in terms of what I'd remember about the story twenty to thirty years later, there's not a lot of difference between the editions. But it's still a bit awkward to realize that A Muppet Treasure Island might well be more true to Stevenson than what I read as a kid. (Not to knock the Muppets, but movies of necessity leave out a LOT of details when adapting books.)
So, have any of you read those kiddie versions of "great works," and then gone on to not read the originals, later convincing yourself you'd already read them?