I've started trying to piece together some things for my Multi-Genre Autobiography assignment. I think I'm going to have to give my mom a call for this one, because I know that I used to have my parents read me bedtime stories every night, but I can barely recall any of the books they would read me. I do remember, though, that I loved Corduroy and Goodnight Moon. Those were classic! I know there's a ton of other ones, though. Once I get the list compiled, I'd like to go onto Amazon and buy all my old favorites if we don't still have them at my house somewhere. It would be a nice flashback to childhood to see what all I can remember from the books, and another plus: I could read them to my kids someday.
I don't have any children, nor do I plan on having them anytime soon, but I do plan on reading to my kids a lot. My parents read to me all the time (every night, like I said earlier), which is probably why I never had to use Hooked On Phonics or anything like that. Reading just came to me naturally I guess. I really enjoyed reading and still do. Maybe my parents' reading to me paved the way for me to become an English teacher. Or, maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions with that one. Ha! Regardless, my brother and I both turned out pretty well, and I'd like to think that reading helped do that.
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