Growing up, before I knew how to read, I would enjoy learning about new things and figuring out things on my own. I would try to do things that would be impossible for a little kid to do, by themselve. For example, one day I was playing around my house and noticed a very large wooden looking bookshelf at the other end of the hallway on the second floor of my house. Somehow I had never noticed it until then, I then walked closer to it and noticed it was almost touching the ceiling. I then saw a bunch of books on each shelf, which was millions to me, I looked around and saw that there were big and small books. I couldn't read the titles of the books, so i just looked at the covers of them. I also looked at the pictures inside, if there were any inside. I remember looking in a couple of the books and seeing cartoon characters and …show more content…
He took the book and read the title “The Hardy Boys: The Tower Treasure.” I now knew what the book was called and i wanted to learn more about it. Then after thinking about that for a little a bit, I asked my dad if he could read it to me. He responded with a “yes” and said that we could start reading night before bed. He also said that he could read it to me and my older brothers, Adam and Ryan. They were old enough at the time to read, but they still liked to be read to. After he told me this I got super excited and couldn't wait for bedtime. I remember looking through the book and also looking at the clock watching the time