What a splendid childhood home you had … reading this brought back memories of my childhood, and yes, there were also always books. And we lived opposite a library, which was my second home, and where I first discovered that I loved English, even though I couldn’t understand a word. Didn’t stop me from reading book after book. My neighbour supplied trashy comics and KYK boekies. It was heaven. (And reading to my grandson is pure joy 🤍)
Ah, this is a particularly wonderful Letter!
Thank you 🤗
What a splendid childhood home you had … reading this brought back memories of my childhood, and yes, there were also always books. And we lived opposite a library, which was my second home, and where I first discovered that I loved English, even though I couldn’t understand a word. Didn’t stop me from reading book after book. My neighbour supplied trashy comics and KYK boekies. It was heaven. (And reading to my grandson is pure joy 🤍)
It makes me inordinately sad to think of childhoods not filled with books. And there are many of those.