When I think back to the most impressionable books from my childhood. These come to mind. It begins with
Richard Scarry's Best Word Book Ever. When my own children came of age for this book, they equally loved the book. In early grade school it was
Little Bear. I was so please with myself for reading these hard cover books. That may be why I only enjoy reading hard cover books and I exhaust all avenues to get a book in hardback before I even think about a soft cover book. I moved into late elementary and junior high have difficulties with literature. I loved to read but it was books like
A House with a Clock in its Wall and and
Flowers In the Attic. These were nontraditional types of book, but it was this genre that I excelled with (which consequently was not the advocated genre in school). I moved into horror books and ended high school loving science fiction. When I reach senior English and was assigned
Brave New World, a whole new identity opened up for me at school. I new this genre and excelled in the discussions. I struggled up until then to succeed in language arts classes. When I look back, it was not that I could not read or comprehend. I just always had a different perspective on the pieces and those perspectives were not the desired responses. I credit my senior English teacher for helping my find my identity as an academic.
When I think back to the most impressionable books from my childhood. These come to mind. It begins with Richard Scarry's Best Word Book Ever. When my own children came of age for this book, they equally loved the book. In early grade school it was Little Bear. I was so please with myself for reading these hard cover books. That may be why I only enjoy reading hard cover books and I exhaust all avenues to get a book in hardback before I even think about a soft cover book. I moved into late elementary and junior high have difficulties with literature. I loved to read but it was books like A House with a Clock in its Wall and and Flowers In the Attic. These were nontraditional types of book, but it was this genre that I excelled with (which consequently was not the advocated genre in school). I moved into horror books and ended high school loving science fiction. When I reach senior English and was assigned Brave New World, a whole new identity opened up for me at school. I new this genre and excelled in the discussions. I struggled up until then to succeed in language arts classes. When I look back, it was not that I could not read or comprehend. I just always had a different perspective on the pieces and those perspectives were not the desired responses. I credit my senior English teacher for helping my find my identity as an academic. 
