Finally, a WordPress writing prompt of the day I can attempt. I honestly don’t think I had one favourite book growing up. I just know I loved reading. For as long as I can remember reading was one of my favourite hobbies. I remember reading everything I could find, books, labels, newspaper comics and just about anything I found interesting as a young girl. I was also very good at reading from a tender age and I remember an occasion where I was asked to read a Bible verse at a school function while attending Infant school. When my mother noticed my love for reading she was happy to buy me books to read, I distinctly remember owning a small collection of “Peter and Jane” books.
When I was finally able to join the Parish Library I was excited to have a plethora of books at my disposal, sadly at that time, I was only allowed to borrow one book at a time. The first book I borrowed from the library was “Beware of the Aunts!” by Pat Thompson. From there I kept on borrowing and returning books until I came across my very first Goosebumps novel. I could not get enough of these books. There was something about the scary stories that I found exciting. I would often finish them before the return date but since I wasn’t old enough to go to the library by myself I had to wait to go with my mother. I don’t think I’ve read all from the Goosebumps series but I read all that I could find at the library.
After Goosebumps I then became hooked on The Baby-Sitters Club Series. I liked reading series and I still do today. I’m currently reading the ACOTAR series IYKYK. As I got older my taste in books changed somewhat. I became engrossed in Nancy Drew Mystery Stories and then became a Mills and Boon fanatic. Somewhere in between I also read Sweet Valley High and Sweet Valley University novels.
Reading has always been an integral part of my journey growing up. I became hooked from the moment I discovered the joy of escaping into different worlds through the pages of a book. I took a break from leisurely reading when exams and SBAs started taking priority in high school. Transitioning into university life further complicated my ability to immerse myself in a book. After graduating, however, I slowly got my groove back. Rediscovering my love for reading allowed me to reconnect with a part of myself that I had neglected for far too long. It became a source of solace, a sanctuary where I could retreat from the stresses and demands of adult life.
Today, as I reflect on my reading journey, I realize that it is not the quantity but the quality of my reading experiences that truly matters. So, even though I may not read novels as quickly as I did when I was younger, my love of reading still burns brightly. It reminds me that, amidst life’s busyness, I can always rediscover the magic of reading by immersing myself in a good book.
What was your favourite book from childhood? Tell me in the comments below.
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