Reading (along with things like counting and, oddly, knitting) is one of those things I don’t remember learning to do. My mother has always been miffed at the school report that came back after my first ever term at school saying how well I was progressing with my letters – since she knew she had sent all her children to school being able to read, write and count.
Both parents tell stories of how my father used to read us stories such as Little Red Riding Hood, try and skip a few pages, but us children always spotted it and made him go back and read the bit he missed.
My sister – 3 years older than me – had a decent library and was forever telling me to read certain books of hers, so I had read more Piers Anthony books by the time I was about 10 than I care to count.
I dont know what memory comes earliest – I do remember reading Charlotte’s Web and crying at the ending. Charlotte Sometimes is also a book I remember reading as a child, and stayed with me well into an adult
What’s your earliest memory of reading?