I'm fifty-one years old, and therefore many of the "school" readers are way later than me.
Here's what I read voraciously in the fifties, early sixties. First off, I taught myself to read at age three, by dint of my mother's reading to me endlessly.
Winnie-the-Pooh/The House at Pooh Corner Fairy Tales (all sorts, Andersen, traditional and the complete Grimms - of which I had read everyone by the time I was seven. Some were damn scary). Greek/Trojan and Norse Mythology (bowdlerised for the kiddies) Paddington Bear Mary Plain - another series of books about a smartarsed talking bear. I adored her. Santa Clause in Summer, by Compton McKenzie (of Whisky Galore fame, it's his only children's book) 101 Dalmatians by Dodie Smith
When I was nine, I graduated to grown up stuff, mostly sci-fi (esp. John Wyndham) and at 11 I started reading Orwell. I was a precocious little show off. Plus the telly was crap in the sixties, AND we had no internet...
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Here's what I read voraciously in the fifties, early sixties. First off, I taught myself to read at age three, by dint of my mother's reading to me endlessly.
Winnie-the-Pooh/The House at Pooh Corner
Fairy Tales (all sorts, Andersen, traditional and the complete Grimms - of which I had read everyone by the time I was seven. Some were damn scary).
Greek/Trojan and Norse Mythology (bowdlerised for the kiddies)
Paddington Bear
Mary Plain - another series of books about a smartarsed talking bear. I adored her.
Santa Clause in Summer, by Compton McKenzie (of Whisky Galore fame, it's his only children's book)
101 Dalmatians by Dodie Smith
When I was nine, I graduated to grown up stuff, mostly sci-fi (esp. John Wyndham) and at 11 I started reading Orwell. I was a precocious little show off. Plus the telly was crap in the sixties, AND we had no internet...