Indiana Jones And The Little Old Lady Who Swallowed A Fly

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As I recall, the earliest experiences I had was with my mother reading to me. She used to read me books like Cat in the Hat, the Three Little Pigs, Humpty Dumpty and the Little Old Lady Who Swallowed a Fly. These books were read to me before bedtime. I remember these books because my mother always had some type of action that goes along with that the characters where doing in the book. Oftentimes, she would follow the reading of the book up with a finger play of that book. When I wanted to read, my mother taught me how with the book series Dick and Jane. She would first read a page then I would read the same page until I had the book memorized. My favorite book was Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom. I read this book over and over again.

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