11) My favorite childhood book: Day 48.2

When I was little, I didn’t read much because I couldn’t comprehend what I was reading. (Later we found out I was dyslexic.) But my mother would read to me a lot. We would go to the library weekly bringing home huge stacks of children’s books she would read to us all week. There were so many I can’t pick out any particular one. When I finally got to reading on my own, I would read the same four books for long stretches of time. I can remember one with a horse on it. But when I got to reading chapter books, I fell in love with the Secret Garden. After that, I moved onto the Bobsy Twins, the Hardy Boys, and Nancy Drew. From there, I read almost anything put in front of me unless it was an assignment.

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