Assignment 1. Amber Nunn

Thinking back, my earliest memory of reading is hearing my mother or father read to me The Night Before Christmas. Every Christmas Eve, beginning with my first birthday, when it was time for bed my parents would read this to me in hopes I would fall asleep, but it only excited me more. As a child my mother read to me almost every night. When I was about 4 or 5 she returned to school to finish up her teaching degree, so she was always reading books to me she heard about in her classes.
My favorite book as a child was The Wednesday Witch. It was a book my mother loved growing up and she wanted to pass that love on to me. Growing up I asked her to read it over and over to me. By the time I entered high school the book had been read so much it was falling apart. When I entered third grade my friends and I discovered the Little House of the Prairie book series. We absolutely loved these books and hated waiting on each other to finish them. My elementary school had a small library so there was only one copy of each of the books. It was always killer being forced to wait to read what Laura Ingles next adventure would be.
As a child I always loved to read and was always reading something. After my mother quit reading at night to me I began reading the books to myself in order to fall asleep better. My teachers quite often read to my classes. I had one teacher who would let us always pick the books she read to keep us interested and from falling asleep.
A book has never made a difference in my life. I have always loved to read but no book has ever touched me that much. I still love to read but have difficulty making time for it while in school. However, when I am not in school, I can usually be found reading. This past summer I rediscovered the Harry Potter series and spent the last few weeks rereading them.