I tried to find a picture of me as a child with a book and couldn't, but this is me about the time I learned to read. |
Although I realize there was a time when I didn't know how to read, I don't remember actually learning to read. I know my mother read to me as a child, I remember a lot of Little Golden Books, and a 3 volume Family Treasury of Children's Stories. One of the first books I remember being given to me as a gift was a copy of A Child's Garden of Verses.
I got into mysteries early too: Nancy Drew, and the Happy Hollisters, and the Bobsey Twins and so on. I still love mystery stories. I also liked The Jungle Book and the Wizard of Oz books.
I didn't just read or like books that were written for children either. By the second grade I was opening every book I came across and trying to understand what they were talking about. My dad liked history and particularly liked the works of Jim Bishop and Cornelius Ryan, so I read The Day Lincoln Was Shot and A Bridge to Far when I was way too young to understand everything that was going on, but I was captivated by the way both authors made one feel they were at the event, and by the stories of the individuals highlighted in the books. Before I knew really what "History" was, I perceived it as stories that happened to be true, something that has remained for me.
If I had to pick a favorite book of childhood though it would certainly be Little Women, I wore out 2 copies in childhood before a friend of my mother gave me a 6 volume set of Louisa May Alcott that I have to this day.
They are one of the most treasured possessions of my childhood, a reminder of all that books have meant to me.
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