I’ve been reader for as long as I can remember. In fact, there’s a story that my mom likes to tell, about my being bribed to learn the number nine with a promise of learning my sounds. So, you might say that I loved reading even before I knew how to do it. In Montessori education, children learn to read phonetically first, with the help of sandpaper letters. While I don’t remember working with them, I do remember my first readers:
The funny thing is, the school that I work at uses these same early readers. So, every time I see a child with Mac and Tab, I get a kind of shiver in my spine. A good omen for their reading futures…?
The Berenstain Bears made up a formative part of my early reading childhood. I was all about Sister Bear, but Papa played a close second–he was too ridiculous to ignore. Mama Bear may have been the level-headed one, but Papa understood Sister when she complained that Brother and his friends were leaving her out just because she was a girl. Then he barbecued salmon and honeycomb for Sister and her friends.
As I grew older, I made more and more use of the library at my school. I remember the Cam Jansen mysteries fondly. I always wished that I had a photographic memory like Cam. Unfortunately, when I closed my eyes and said, “Click,” I didn’t take a mental picture that helped me to figure out who stole the bake sale money. Not that anyone actually stole the bake sale money at my school.
Detour Worth Mentioning: Calvin and Hobbes, The Far Side and Mad Magazine were also prominent pieces of reading material during this period.
Detour Worth Mentioning: The Babysitters Club was for when I ran out of Sweet Valley High books to read.
When I was about 10, someone donated a number of hardcover Nancy Drew books to the school library. I devoured them, all the while wondering why Nancy and Ned never so much as kissed. I think I kept reading in the hope that it would eventually happen.
Detour Worth Mentioning: I also read The Boxcar Children, but they never did much for me.
Detour Worth Mentioning: One of my favorite books as a kid was Ask Me If I Care by H.B. Gilmour, which was about a teen who gets involved with a guy and drugs. So romantic. I loved the crap out of that book.
Detour Worth Mentioning: This was also when I discovered Jennifer Crusie–Crazy for You being my favorite.
Detour Worth Mentioning: This was also when I discovered Agatha Christie and, ultimately, the Golden Age of Crime.
Detour Worth Mentioning: My vast appreciation of Chicklit led me to get over myself and realize that I liked reading Romance novels. From there, I went on binges: Contemporary Romance, Fantasy Romance, Historical Romance and Romantic Suspense.
Then came Twilight. I’m kind of embarrassed that it makes my bibliobiography, but it’s not so much the book itself as what it ignited: a love of paranormal romance. Vampires were just the beginning. Eventually, I discovered my true love: #NakedWerewolves.
That’s my life in books! Stay tuned for more Bibliobiographies from your favorite bloggers each month!
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