I loved books when I was very young…I remember my favorites were stories about animals personified…
The Little Rabbit Who Wanted Red Wings by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey
If You Give A Mouse A Cookie by Laura Numeroff (There’s a whole slew of them now - if you give a pig a pancake, a moose a muffin…etc.)
Vegetable Soup by Jeanne Modesitt
I still have most of my childhood books. My mom has the rest - she reads them to Jocelynn. I really enjoyed the Polar Express until it became a movie. The movie is sort of over the top.
We had R.L. Stine for “horror” type books for young adults/kids. There was the goosebumps series - which always had a twist ending. The Fear Street series which was for middle school-age kids & then if you wanted more “hardcore”, there was always Christopher Pike. I first read all the Fear Streets - and then Goosebumps came later. So I read the Goosebumps just b/c I liked Stine…but I went through them really quickly. The more it went on, the sillier & less scary the books became.
I read A Wrinkle In Time - always wanted to continue with the others. My problem was that I didn’t want to read KIDS books when I was in school. I was already seriously into adult novels. It was hard, b/c we had some program at school called “excelerated readers” and I had to read a bunch of books for MY age group. Then we took these computerized quizzes & got points. At the end of the month we could trade in “points” for prizes. Exciting stuff like pencils, notepads in the shape of hearts, erasers (the kind that smelled good were sort of cool), & candy - but not like chocolate, like crappy old Jolly Ranchers. Woohoo, incentive.