When you were a kid, what was the one book you remember reading or it being read to you?

[shelly blomker]

I remember the golden books when I was a kid. I remember one fish, two fish. But, the one book I remember being read to me at night was, Cinderella. I always wanted to beleive in happy endings.

[angel Graham]

This is easy for me to answer. I spent a lot of time in the hospital growing up, so Mom bought me a new Laura Ingalls Wilder (Little House on the Prairie Series) book for each time I had to have surgery. Then, she'd sit and read it to me while I was recovering. I was sixteen, and we hadn't finished one, and I was in a coma for 3 days, and according to the nurses, she read the whole time to me, until she finished the book.  (I read it later on my own, but I love knowing she did that)

[Amanda Fritz]

Haha, this is a great post! I'm sure that no one knows this book, but it was called Sally Ann Thunder Ann Whirlwhind Rocket.

[Nina D'Angelo]

I also remember Golden Books and actually still own the Golden Books from my childhood- mainly because my mother refuses to throw anything from our childhoos out if she can help it. I remember so many of those books but the books that I recall the most are pussy willow and thumberlina.

[Lee J Mavin]

I remember the golden books too and Possum Magic,a classic! I recently got it as a present and my daughter is now enjoying over and over again, every night!

[Kristian Alva]

The Little Bear Books-- I loved those.

 

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[Mandi Tucker Slack]

My favorite was Over In The Meadow. I used to sit on my grandma's lap and she'd read it to me over and over again. She recently gave me that book and now I read it to my children. It is a great memory. Mandi

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[Jim Miller]

Robert Heinlein's Rocketship Galileo. I was about twelve, sleeping in a homemade tent put together by my Dad.

[Hannah]

I remember one called 'Hiding'. I don't know who by I just remember it was a very tatty, well loved book that my dad always read to me and I adored it. 

 

"Hiding in the basket, hiding in the.." that was how it went :)

[Ephraim Rodriguez]

I remember my mother reading, "Are You My Mother?" and the little bird asking a huge industrial crane-looking thing, "are you my mother?"  Was hilarious to me.  I think it helped shape my appreciation for the Absurd, stuff written by Beckett, Stoppard, Pinter, Ionesco etc.

 

Are You My Mother?