So, Lucid was over and we went to the *drumroll* beach. I bet you’re probably tired of us going to the beach, but, well she wanted to eat. And BWC couldn’t come over as she semi-fails.
Anyway, we got to discussing when we started reading. So here goes.
Like any little toddler, I began with a big book of Fairytales. My mom would make me sit in the balcony and she would read them until I fell asleep. And then, I began looking at those giant pictures, telling the story my way. This was followed by a series of graphic stories which unfortunately was lost when we shifted to Chennai. My fave ever fairytale was Snow White and Rose Red because no one else in my class knew that.
Okay, now, skip a few years and land in fourth grade. I was introduced to Enid Blyton with Mr.Meddle and St.Clare’s. I wasn’t all that thrilled about Mr.Meddle while I absolutely loved the twins in St.Clare’s. (Ahh, Mam’zelle!) And since then, I’ve always carried books. Reading became a major part of things that define me.
And in fifth, one of my neighbors forced me to read a page from Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. Up until then, I never wanted to because everyone was talking about it. (See! I was like this even back then. I tend to dissociate myself with these ‘popular’ books.) And I was hooked onto the book after which I forced my parents to get me those books.Of course, I never stopped reading Enid Blyton. Every visit to the library would
And for a while, I was stuck onto a bunch of ‘series.’ The ones I loved the most were probably Chalet School and The Three Investigators. Even now, I still wouldn’t mind curling up with a Chalet School because it had a really fresh voice. I loved how they chronicled Jo’s growth unlike some series where the kids stay the same age forever. I enjoyed the area and its description (especially now that I’ve seen Interlaken and stayed in a chalet,) and a world of adventure unlike the other school series.
In the eighth or so, I started out a few Classics that were my mom’s books. I did switch between the abridged and unabridged versions. I probably read Alice in Wonderland, the unabridged version, around this time. Also, I read Eragon around this time. And by ninth, I was into a lot of YA literature. It was a time when I drowned myself in books that angered my mom, but hey! Who cares? I also started science fiction around this time and I really enjoy science fics that have a solid scientific background. Not those hocus-pocus ‘in-the-future-years’ thing.
Nearing the end of twelve years of school, I started out with Literary Fiction, one of my favourite genres as it combines a great written style and a story. It made me enjoy each page and appreciate the words, as much as I loved devouring it to finish the book. And it also got me critiquing certain parts of the book. I mean, not just rating the book, but actually figuring out the what’s and why’s. A lot of these books would probably fall in the ‘Favourites’ category. Two books that pop into my head are Gift of Rain and Atonement. These stories were beautifully crafted and I sat up late into the night as I finish these. I highly recommend these books.
Now, after a year of college, I can never go for a week without reading something, even if it is some old books of mine.
So, what is your favourite ‘early book?’
EDIT- I just realized our last post was over a month ago. A month! Shows how college can ruin you.