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# I grew up with
Old Enid and was mesmerised as a child. I went to school being able to read purely because of Blyton and possibly the Hobbit.
Wishing Chair and the faraway tree were my absolute favourites. I too have a bookcase full of hardback originals. I wish I'd kept the ones from my childhood instead of spending a fortune buying them now I understand the importance of property.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:28, archived)
# hehehe
Shock Toffee.....
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:29, archived)
# OH no!
They have gone up the tree and now the world is moving on and they may never get back down...again!
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:32, archived)
# I had nightmares about that happening to me
but I would have risked it. Oh, how much I would have risked it.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:33, archived)
# but they went to such cool places!
or so it seemed to my 7-year-old brain. those books improved my reading so much that i got detention for reading a jackie collins book when i was 8 ;)
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:34, archived)
# I remember my second
English literature class at my new grammar school ( I was just 12 ). We were told it would be Tolkien's 'Hobbit' that year so I turned up with my own cloth-eared copy and was able to read almost verbatim without reference when called upon. Boy, I was one unpopular cunt in my first years of school.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:37, archived)
# same here
nobody likes a smart arse until it's time for exams
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:39, archived)
# It's comforting to find the small things that remain unchanged, isn't it?

*runs for it*

Edit: This is pretty fucking pointless if you don't chase me, spoilsport.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:41, archived)
# I'll have my mate pass you the same
note that I passed to flowerpot in the playground.

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(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:55, archived)
# Yeah, know the feeling
I learned to read before I started school and had worked my way through all but the simplest of their books. I still wasn't allowed to take my own books in though.

Twunts :(

I remember doing a school assembly where I took all my Blyton books in, and even a report when I first started high school
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:39, archived)
# we were given kevin the kitten books
i could read them in 5 minutes. there was nothing that made me laugh more than seeing a kid having to bookmark the page they were up to at the end of the day!
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:43, archived)
# I remember
learning about 'odes' and composition in primary school. ( I was about 11 ) and after one night where I kind of sleepily composed a story about a boy who had his arm ripped off by a lion on a trip to the zoo I sat down and wrote it. My teachers were amazed by it ( I wish I still had that as well as my short story 'Bonzer Bill and the return of the passing yutipolker '). So much so that it was printed large and made into a framed poster that all could see in the vestibule of the school.
Oh I was an unpopular cunt in my last days of primary school.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 1:01, archived)
# my mum sent a poem i wrote in to a magazine
unfortunately, i won first prize. it was shit. i only won because everyone else who entered was about 60 and i was about 9. my headmaster read it out un assembly. the girl behind me tied my hair in knots.
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 1:09, archived)
# Fuck, me too
I learned to read with those books, I read them more times than any other book I owned (or have done yet I suspect!)

I too lost them to childhood and not realising the value* of what I had

*I don't mean financial, I have no idea what they'd cost now
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:31, archived)
# god, i'd forgotten the wishing chair!
i wanted to live in the faraway tree, though
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:31, archived)
# ladybird ftw
got up to 12b!
(, Mon 11 Feb 2008, 0:32, archived)