Your First Literary Love

When I was very small, I remember my mother reading to me. My favorites bedtime story was “Put Me in the Zoo.” I just loved that funny dog with all of his spot tricks. And that favorite last part “You should NOT be in the zoo. With all the things that you can do, the circus is the place for you!” I loved it every time.

When I got a little older and could read on my own, the first book I remember getting lost in on my own was “The Little House in the Big Woods.” Laura Ingalls Wilder hooked me into her world.

Tell me what book you remember loving first.

Don’t forget. This is a creative writing challenge for me. Whatever you share, I need to weave into my story in some way, shape, or form.

This is getting good!

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One Response to Your First Literary Love

  1. Smittenly Written says:

    When I was young, my favorite books were “Drummer Hoff” and “Madeline”. I was always worried when I was little about having to go to the hospital (which I am reminded all the time…I pronounced hostable). So in the Madeline story…there is this big reveal where she shows the scar on her tummy from when she has her appendix out. Instead of saying scar…my mom would say ‘raisin’. It still makes me smile. Somehow, raisin seemed like something less stressful. 😉

    My first literary love was Malcolm X. I read it for a comparative government class in 10th grade. I felt transformed in reading it. It caused me to think about things in new ways. I remember highlighting things that I thought were mind blowing. I still have the copy in my secret stash of books. I associate it with the moment when I really started to figure out who I was and who I wanted to be in the world.

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