My parents really didn't read to me as a child. They mostly told stories to me. My dad would ask what kind of story I would like to hear and he would make one up and tell it to me. I could choose what ever I wanted and it was different every time. Sometimes he would tell one continous story for a few days.
I only was read a few books when I was little. I can't remember the ones that weren't my favorite. But I can remember my favorite, it was CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF MEAT BALLS. I love that book because I love to eat. I think that it would be amazing to have food fall from the sky.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
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