Book Blogger Hop: May 25th | The First Book [& A Puppy!]
Do you remember the first book you read by yourself?
‘Book Blogger Hop’ is hosted by CoffeeAddictedWriter.
Due to my previous introductions to this weekly question meme, I feel like I always need to start off with some weird kind of event that’s cropped up in my life. However, apart from picking out my new puppy (he’s so tiny!), not much has actually been happening. Far Cry 5 has been kicking my ass, that’s for sure. Anyway, enough with that, let’s get on with the question. It’s a pretty tough one this week (also, check the end of the post for a photo of my new pup, I like showing him off).
I think that the first book that I read solely by myself was probably one of the ‘Winnie The Pooh‘ books due to the fact that I was pretty much raised on them. Otherwise, I would say it’d probably be one of Roald Dahl’s books. I used to have the entire box set collection and could read them over and over, and that’s one of my earliest memories when it comes to my love for reading overall.
I wish I could remember the first book that I read by myself because clearly, it was good enough to spiral me into being a bibliophile. However, I’ve been reading for so long that it’s pretty much impossible to pinpoint the very first book I read by myself. It was probably a book I read with my family and then got to the point where I was able to read it independently? No clue.
Either that or my memory is just that bad. Though, I’d be surprised if anybody would really be able to remember the first book that they read. Even if you’re not that much of a reader, I think it’s the usual to have to read during those first years of our educations. They’re all about those independent reading and writing skills. Not that I’m against that, at all, I think it was one of my favourite parts of my earlier years of education. I started school a lot later than people usually do in the UK due to the fact that my family moved to England from South Africa, and in South Africa you only start school at 6/7, so, by the time I enrolled in England, everybody had already had a head start and had their own little groups. I was somewhat of the kid that found themselves in the library whenever I could. I think that’s where my introduction to Roald Dahl’s works came from, and I just fell in love with his writing and his stories that I had to have them all, of course.
If I could remember, I’m sure my answer would be a hell of a lot more interesting, but I really can’t recall it. I’m just going to go with it was either something Winnie The Pooh or something by Roald Dahl.
Damn, my answer this week is boring! Sorry, I apologise for my memory being crap.
To make up for it, meet Arlo. He looks huge in these photos, but he’s tiny. He’s only 3 weeks in the pictures (he’s just turned 4 weeks now) and whenever he tried to walk his legs kept sliding out from under him. We had to do a 6 hour-round road trip to go and pick him out of the litter, but as soon as I saw him, I was instantly drawn to him. I knew that he was the one for me, especially because, as soon as we put him back with the rest of the litter and his mom, he started whining, so I already know he’s going to be a menace. I want him so badly to be with me right now, but he has to be with his mom for three more weeks. Then it’s another 6-hour road trip to go bring him home! Here some photos my mom got of me holding him. He has my entire heart.
He looks so grumpy.
Anyway, what about you? Can you remember the very first book that you read by yourself, or are you just as bad at remembering that as I am? If so, what was it?