Booking Through Thursday: learning to read

Welcome to Booking Through Thursday, a weekly bookish meme about books and reading for everyone who loves both. Booking Through Thursday was first hosted by Deb. With permission, I’ve restarted it in 2026.

This week’s prompt:

Do you remember learning to read? Or do you have an early memory of reading that stands out? Maybe it was a particular book or a series that you loved so much you couldn’t help but become a lifelong reader.

Do you remember learning to read? If not, what is your earliest memory of reading?


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5 thoughts on “Booking Through Thursday: learning to read”

  1. I do remember learning to read! I was about four, and my mother started teaching me by reading one word and then having me read the next. I was a little annoyed by this since there was a fully-capable adult at the ready who could already–and why wasn’t she?

    I think I caught on pretty quickly that if I knew how to read, well then, I could read whenever I liked and didn’t have to rely on someone to read to me.

    1. Plus you can read your favorite stories as many times as you like! Where parental readers sometimes become weary …

    2. Myself, I can’t remember a time when I didn’t read. And where it sounds like you found in reading a special connection with your mom, for me, being able to read meant an opportunity to have my own interests; it represented the first glimmerings of a private life. Probably a good thing there wasn’t an internet back then. and the only place I was allowed to freely explore was our local children’s library.

      Favorite books: Madeline, The Duchess Bakes a Cake, and the Jeanne-Marie books by Françoise Seignobosc.

      1. Madeline was one of my favorites, too. My mom always said she taught herself to read because no one would read Alice in Wonderland to her (which was her favorite book).

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