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My Mom was the reader in our family,and the nuturing and non-critical adult in our family. I imagined her to be Sleeping Beauty's Blue fairy.Only her love and concern saved us from being totally without self esteem.
For awhile she read to us before bedtime. In particular, I remember her reading "Little Orphan Annie " which my Aunt Sally who had quoted to us one non-air conditioned night.
Mom got my Dad to take me to the Book-mobile on Thursday nights where I promptly read every fairytale on the shelf. Mom didn't even stop my reading when I hung upside down from a tree banch to read. She put up with my basement plays and poor playwriting abilities . LOL.
Today, I'm still a reader and do community plays. Again, thanks Mom
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I, too, went to the library often as a child. My mother took me, my sister and brother at least once a week, and I often checked out the maximum number of books I was allowed. Before I could read them myself, she or my father read picture books to me. I now use the library to obtain the books we read for my monthly book club.
And I, too, read Victoria Holt and Mary Stewart, as well as Nancy Drew and Agatha Christie. I fell so much in love with mysteries that I now write my own. I live in Colorado and I'm in my mid-50s.