Pamala
Assistant Cook
My favourites were 'A Tree Grows in Brooklyn' and 'Secret Garden'. I still like them.
I don't remember that book, it may not have been presented in my school.
That being said, Johnny and the Apple Orchard, sounds like a book I would have loved.
I hated books when I was young. ]
If you ever find yourself in the English Lake District (north part of the North West of England) you can visit "Hill Top", Beatrice Potter's house. She left it to the National Trust (a charity which preserves historic places in GB) and it's just as though she has just popped out to see to the sheep. Her childhood doll's house is there and, looking at it, you can see where she got her ideas for some of her illustrations in the booksI must have Peter Rabbit on my mind because of some recent posts. The Beatrix Potter books were not as popular here as they were in England, but still I remember being enthralled by the stories from her, and most especially by the art work. They have certainly stood the test of time.
When I was older, I also loved the quintessential American Little House books by Laura Ingles Wilder.
At home I was encouraged to be interested in books. I was lucky in that I was an only child. My parents read voraciously and so I had role models. The whole family, parents, grandmothers, great aunts older cousins, etc., would read to me at the drop of a hat (or drop of a book )I was read to, and with, all of them and was encouraged to ask "what does that say" when I saw a "new" word and it helped me to learn to read quite well before I went to school.My teacher decided that I was dyslexic due to my sister being it, I been reading since I was five, writing since I was 6 and we started school at 7...
Yeah I reading David Attenborough Living planet at home and Paddington picture books in school and when I told I red living planet I was told I was lair.
My teacher also sabotage my writing , making sure I couldn't see due to my eye problem and did the opposite of what doctor told me.
I cant type at all when I am among people and I cant read out load.
When I first started teaching in the early 70s I was shocked to hear a conversation between two other teachers about dyslexia in which one said (and meant it) "No such thing. It's class thing - the refuse collector's child is illiterate and the lawyer's child is dyslexic". Fresh out of college (where I'd been diagnosed as dyscalculic - similar to dyslexia but involving numbers), I was appalled at the comment. Fortunately things have come on by leaps and bounds but I still come across the same sort of ignorance now.I hated books when I was young. I always thought reading was too slow of a way of ingesting info, plus I couldn't stay focused even if I tried.
I always got As and a few Bs in school simply by paying attention in class, so it never really mattered. It wasn't until many years later, when I was in my late 30s, that I was diagnosed with ADD and dyslexia. Fortunately, I had a career by then that didn't require any normal kind of reading; just technical stuff. It still was a struggle at times in my life, so I taught myself to read and think as fast as I possibly could, so when I didn't understand something the first read through, I would get the gist of the thing soon thereafter on repeated attempts.
It often annoys my wife when she hands me something to read and I go Evelyn Wood on it, handing it back in just a few seconds. She thinks I'm being rude by not paying enough attention to something she thought important enough to give me. Then she gets further annoyed when I can quote the important parts of what was in the text, lol.
However, when my son was born, I thought it would be important to read to him right from the time he was able to sit up. We started with simple picture books, identifying and counting the pictures, and eventually moving on to proper childrens' books as he grew. I wanted to make sure he didn't have the same condition as me, or if he did, how to overcome it (without drugs).
When I had to work double shifts, I'd save up my 2 meal breaks, wait until traffic died down, then would race home to give the little guy his bath, then read to him before putting him to bed, then race back into work. Thankfully we only lived about 35 minutes away. And I never got caught by the cops doing 90mph over the George Washington Bridge.
I'm proud to say that he is (mostly ) a straight A student, taking 4 out of a possible 5 honors classes as a freshman in a Catholic/prep high school.
Looking back now, 2 childrens' books stand out to me as the most fun we had reading together:
You Can Do It Sam, by Amy Hest
https://www.amazon.com/You-Can-Sam-Amy-Hest/dp/0763636886
And, Duck On A Bike, by David Shannon
https://www.amazon.com/Duck-Bike-David-Shannon/dp/0439050235
If you ever find yourself in the English Lake District (north part of the North West of England) you can visit "Hill Top", Beatrice Potter's house. She left it to the National Trust (a charity which preserves historic places in GB) and it's just as though she has just popped out to see to the sheep. Her childhood doll's house is there and, looking at it, you can see where she got her ideas for some of her illustrations in the books
It is indeed, Kayelle. It was on television recently.Ohhh yes, our visit there is one of my favorite travel memories. It was thrilling for me to actually be where the magic happened. My quest to make that visit came from a wonderful movie I hope you are able to see.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PqF25DJk-fo
I can't find any reference to "Johnny and the Apple Orchard." Are you sure you're not thinking of "Johnny Appleseed"? That's a pretty famous children's book.