When I was little, reading was something that was constantly enforced. My mom would always read to my older brother, Andrew, and I. As we got older we were able to read along with her. Every night we would read a book or a few chapters together. Occasionally my brother and I would reenact the book that we have just read. Reading was something that always brought us together.

            The magic tree house books were a favorite in my house. The main characters Annie and Jack always went on such interesting adventures that seemed so crazy and real. Andrew and I would sit around for awhile and talk about what they did then would try to act everything out and pretend like we were them. It worked out well because Jack was older then Annie and Andrew is older then me. Every time we would go to the book store we would always try to find a new Magic Tree House book. The author constantly wrote them so we were always able to get a new book which was really exciting for us. The books really brought us together and allowed for me and my brother to get along for about an hour.

            As we got older we stopped reading together and began just reading with my mom alone because we were at different reading levels. We started going to the library a lot to get books that we individually enjoyed and that were to our reading levels. My mom made us join the library reading group which we did for many years. We would go about once a week and pick out different books to read. During the summer the reading group would say go and read as many books as you can in the summer and write down the title and author. When we rejoined the reading group in the fall we would see who read the most books in our age group. My brother and I were always competitive about this. Most years me and my brother won prizes for reading the most amount of books in our group.  My favorite books were Amelia Bedelia, Junie B. Jones, and princess books. I love the Little Mermaid was my favorite book. Goodnight Moon was also another good book that I read often as well as Go Dog GO. Go Dog Go was the very first book that I read all by myself. It was a very proud moment for me I felt really special and told everyone that would listen to me. It was also my brother’s first book that he read which isn’t surprising because I always looked up to him and wanted to be like him.

            Reading was something that was just always done in our house. I still love to read but only when I can read the books I enjoy and want to read. If I’m forced to read I don’t enjoy and it at all. I read with my five year old neighbor when I baby-sit and it reminds me of how I used to read every night when was his age.