Farley, Henry, and Terhune--lots of happy memories there. Okay, time to hit the secondhand bookshop. Maybe I can find a copy of King of the Wind.
You're not gonna jokey-rhyme your way out of this one.
Willow ,'Sleeper'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
Beverly - Aug 17, 2010 9:13:41 am PDT #11928 of 28342
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
erikaj - Aug 17, 2010 9:14:58 am PDT #11929 of 28342
Always Anti-fascist!
Comfort reading: Lake Wobegon days. I've worn out two copies from all my(metaphorical) tripping.
Fred Pete - Aug 17, 2010 9:17:48 am PDT #11930 of 28342
Ann, that's a ferret.
Anyone see anything weird about this?
Something like that happened to me recently. I finally decided to Google for the first book I ever read. I could remember that it was about a cat in space, and that the cover was blue and featured (surprise, surprise), a cat in a space helmet.
Which led me to Space Cat!
DavidS - Aug 17, 2010 9:28:04 am PDT #11931 of 28342
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
Ha! I read Space Cat. I remembered the cover instantly after Fred described it.
Volans - Aug 17, 2010 9:33:31 am PDT #11932 of 28342
move out and draw fire
I finally decided to Google for the first book I ever read.
I have no idea what the first book I ever read was.
I remember the first time I could read - I was sitting on my mom's lap, and she was reading The Wind in the Willows and suddenly I found that I could tell where she was on the page because the words matched what she was saying.
Kathy A - Aug 17, 2010 9:50:25 am PDT #11933 of 28342
We're very stretchy. - Connie Neil
I don't remember it, but my mom has told me about when she discovered that I could read. She came home from work, saw me sitting on the floor reading a book out loud, and thought, "Oh, how cute--she's pretending to read that book, when she has obviously memorized it from us reading it to her." That's when she saw it was a new book, and she hadn't read it to me yet. She asked Dad if he'd read it to me, and he hadn't. She pulled out the flash cards, which I zoomed through, turned to Dad, and told him that I'd apparently taught myself to read.
I don't have any distinct memories of having reading be an unusual activity for me. My earliest book-related memory was Christmas 1972 at Grandma's house, when my godmother (Aunt Evelyn) brought me my present. I was stunned when I ripped off the paper, because she gave me the entire boxed set of Little House books. I'd never gotten that many books at once before!! My mom had to stop me from immediately pulling out the first book to read.
Liese S. - Aug 17, 2010 10:00:02 am PDT #11934 of 28342
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
I read this thread and then I went to the library and then I couldn't remember any of the stuff I'd decided I was going to get. So I came home with a bunch of kayaking stuff. Inefficient.
JZ - Aug 17, 2010 10:16:14 am PDT #11935 of 28342
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.
My first book. Which I still have (in two pieces; the book and the binding have completely separated) and have read to Matilda more than a few times. I still love it so, so much.
erikaj - Aug 17, 2010 10:17:22 am PDT #11936 of 28342
Always Anti-fascist!
I have no idea what my first book was.
Jessica - Aug 17, 2010 10:20:11 am PDT #11937 of 28342
And then Ortus came and said "It's Ortin' time" and they all Orted off into the sunset
(Ok, it's not really reading - he's got the book memorized. But still pretty damn cute, I think.)