I loved Pippi Långstrumpf because I could dream about being as kick-ass and strong as her; I loved Karlsson på taket because I secretly hoped to one day also find a flying anarchist on our roof; but I love Vi på Saltkråkan because it has blended so perfectly into my own memories of summer holidays, even though that was on Schiermonnikoog instead of Saltkråkan.
Review of Life on Seacrow Island
