My younger sister and I
This picture only serves to illustrate why I believe I’m destined to have long hair my entire life (believe me – I have other pictures of me with short hair MUCH, MUCH worse).
But that isn’t what I was going to write about. What books did you read when you were really little? I wouldn’t have tried to remember if it hadn’t been for a post over on Compulsive Writer. I didn’t really start to read a lot until much later (not that my parents didn’t try). So it was difficult trying to think what I read then. Ok… it might have more to do with the fact that my memory has never been even remotely good and wouldn’t you know it? It’s getting worse.
But I did remember this book and some fond memories of the main character, Frances. Probably because she wouldn’t go to bed.
What got me started reading to the point that I think Mom wished that she hadn’t gotten me hooked?
When I was reading them there were 44 books in the series. I remember because I read them all at least twice. I was around 11 and I’ve been in love with reading ever since. Thanks, Mom.
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What a great photo–you look darling! I especially love the mischievous look in your eyes…
That is the cutest picture! You always have such thought provoking posts. I love the Bronte poem.