What is the first book you remember reading? What about the first that made you really love reading?
Well, I actually feel a little “old-fashioned” when I think as far back as I have to, in order to recall my first book. It has nothing to do with the popular authors during that time, but I guess that’s another hint at my randomness in reading. ^_^
The first book I can distinctly remember reading on my own, was The Silver Slippers by Elizabeth Koda-Callan. A story of a ballerina and a “magical” necklace. I thought it was the most wonderful story in the world, if there really was such a necklace in existence. I was quite delighted to know there were other books in the magic charm series and promptly devoured the “The Magic Locket” afterward. I remember loving the fact that the MC in each story was a girl about the same age as I was then and her special thing was a pretty, shiny piece of jewelry.
I have a certain penchant for things that sparkle, glow and reflect, so stories about shiny sparkling things within and without, were just perfect for me. I read through them several times and eventually settled on the “type” of books that sparkled inside–which made my next series, The Boxcar Children, a real treat. I started reading mysteries after the Boxcar Children, but it all started with the Silver Slippers.
Cheers!
