But a few do stand out in my memory, the most prominent of which is Hop on Pop by Dr. So how can I possibly choose one children’s book to define my early reading life? I can’t. Not to mention the Peter Rabbit boxed set, the Minnie Mouse series complete with audio accompaniment, scores of those Little Golden Books, a Richard Scarry collection, a Berenstein Bears collection, and even more and – as I got older – the encyclopedias, the fully illustrated big red dictionary, the bigger gold-leafed dictionary, the novels… Yes, I was expected to grow up a reader. Mama had gotten me a huge boxed set of them. I then moved on to everybody’s favorite: Dr. The fridge door, with those multicolored little magnetic letters, became the doorway to the world. When I’d mastered the letters themselves, Mama and Daddy started putting together little words like “dog” and “cat” and so on.
I didn’t even realize that I was learning the letters and sounds. I had a set of those plastic magnetic letters for the fridge door, and I loved when Mama and Daddy would play games with me with those magnets. My parents started teaching me about letters before I started school. I remember wanting to be able to discover stories on my own, and not only that – to find answers to questions I had about things like the National Geographic pictures, to learn about words, to discover other people’s ideas… And reading was what opened the door to all those things I wanted. Then I started noticing the towering stacks of Daddy’s National Geographic magazines, and I’d flip through the glorious pictures, wishing I knew all about them. Even now, years and years later, I can sometimes still hear her voice as I lie in bed trying to fall asleep I remember her telling me about the jungle boy who outsmarted the tigers or how Sleeping Beauty was awakened by the prince and lived happily ever after. Sometimes I’d ask for her own rendition of my favorite Disney movies.
Sometimes I’d ask for the same one over and over sometimes I’d ask her to make up a new story. As far back as I can remember, I recall NaNa’s famous bedtime stories. I was raised to love a good story even before I could read for myself. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.” Dr. “The more that you read, the more things you will know.
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