Thinking Back...

I vividly remember my dad reading to me at night when I was younger. He read to me every night to get me to sleep, this was the only way to get me to sleep. One book in particular stands out in my mind because he made it come alive, the book was The Dress I'll Wear to the Party, by Shirley Neitzel. When my dad read this book he would speed up as he read it because the book is very repetititive. As a young child i only remember my dad reading to me, but in talking to my mom she said that both her and my dad read. I do know that the first person that ever taught me to read was my grandmother, she also taught me how to write my name and do my numbers. To this day I still have books in my room that my parents read to me when I was younger such as, Amelia Bedelia, Little House on the Prarie, and a collection of Disney stories. Another one of my earliest memories occured in the 2nd grade when my teacher Mrs. Link would have a kid sit on her lap each day and help her read the story to the rest of the class. I was never a lover of books when I was younger, but I was always a good reader. I dont think a book really caught my attention until I was much older with the Nicholas Sparks books. I avidly have read many of his books but still am not very interested in reading for pleasure like many people are.