Hope you’ll excuse my blatant breaking of copyright today, but I didn’t feel like sketching all of the Brady Bunch. I’ll be honest, I’ve never actually seen/heard/read the Brady Bunch, and so can only use them as a proverbial happy-smiley-friendly family, to help illustrate this week’s Booking Through Thursday.
When growing up did your family share your love of books? If so, did one person get you into reading? And, do you have any family-oriented memories with books and reading? (Family trips to bookstore, reading the same book as a sibling or parent, etc.)
I was very blessed to grow up in a family which treasured books, and had them all over the place. Oddly enough, given my voracious reading now, and my English degree and whatnot, I actually found learning to read initially quite tricky. That’s my memory of it, anyway – having secret reading sessions with Our Vicar’s Wife. Secret from The Carbon Copy, you understand (though with my competence for being discreet, this didn’t remain secret for long) – being one of twins is brilliant most of the time, but during childhood we were very sensitive to which was making progress faster.
So I can’t really single anyone out in the family as encouraging my young reading, though Our Vicar’s Wife was wonderful at helping us ‘play out’ the books, making over the house to be a Famous Five adventure, and so forth. But my transition from teenage-reading to adult-reading (in a strictly innocent sense, of course) was aided by my Aunt Jacq, and by email@example.com, who come in for their fair share of mention on here.
Some of my book-related memories involve the first time the roles reversed, and I got Our Vicar’s Wife excited in books I’d recommended, particularly Richmal Crompton’s novels. Convincing Our Vicar to read Pride and Prejudice was another victory – he’s not particularly a novel reader, and commented afterwards that he’d ‘known the plot already’.
Mostly, I delight in having a literate family who have always encouraged me in reading – though all of them think I spend a little too much on books, they’ve given in trying to stop me. Sensible folk.