Yesterday’s post sparked a couple of questions about what books I read as a child and whether I have re-read any of them as an adult. So today’s story is about reading.
The first book that I can remember reading is The Night Before Christmas. I probably simply had it memorized, I was three and a half. But from the Night Before Christmas to other books was a short step. My parents always read to me and my brothers. I expect I listened to stories being read to the boys while I was still cozy in my mother’s tummy.
They enrolled me in a book club as early as I can remember. I think it was part of Doubleday as a matter of fact and the books grew in complexity as I grew older. Looking back, this was really a delightful way of introducing me to different books. A few years ago, I sent copies of a couple of those books, How Fletcher was Hatched and Miss Twiggley’s Tree House to one of my favorite young men. Oh! And Boy Was I Mad! All books that left an impression on my young self. Of course I re-read them. I still love them, especially Miss Twiggley’s Tree House. My young friend was excited last summer to actually visit Miss Twiggley’s Tree House. If his mother drops by perhaps she can give us a link because I can’t seem to find it online.
I think I lived in the library. From our local public library which was located in the Antioch Mall beneath Kroger’s Grocery. I took out as many books as I could carry as often as I could get there – which was usually once per week. And then the school library. And the next. And when I move one of the first things I do is get a new library card.
What did I read? That’s so hard, I know I will forget important books. Of course I read the Nancy Drew books and the Hardy Boys and Bobsy Twins. I owned the corner of the library where The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe lived and yes, I re-read that recently. I also got the rest of the books in that series and decided there’s a reason why no one has ever heard of them. Some of my favorites were Anne of Green Gables and a Wrinkle in Time, like our friend Margaret. I also recently re-read those, partly because it had it’s 50th anniversary a few years ago. It remains an excellent read.
Let’s see, a couple of other books I’ve re-read in the past few years are Island of the Blue Dolphins and The Search for Delicious. And in my personal collection there is A Walk Out of the World. I’ve re-read it many times, it’s a great story.
Dear friends, what did you love to read as a child? What stuck with you? There are so many books I just can’t name them all.