[ SECRET POST #2665 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2665 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

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Notes:

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Comments

Re: Inspired by Secret #3

[pantswarrior]

I was two. Apparently before that point, my parents couldn't ever sit down if they wanted to just rest or do something productive because I'd come toddling over with a book and ask them to read to me. There were some books I allegedly had memorized because my parents had read them to me so many times.

And although I don't really have the clear memory of it anymore, I have recounted it so many times that I still remember how I figured it out. My mom was busy and couldn't read to me, so I sat down with my copy of "The Monster At the End of This Book" and was turning the pages and looking at the pictures and mentally repeating the things my parents said that went along with each picture, when somewhere along the line I thought to myself "I wonder what these funny shapes are up here that aren't part of the... WAIT A SECOND!"

So since I had the book memorized, I basically went through and figured out words based on where they appeared in the book compared to where my parents said the words out loud when they were reading it to me. And then took that to other books.

Apparently I kept this knowledge to myself until one day my mom VOLUNTEERED to read me a story, and I asked her "when do I get to read you a story?" and she told me I could read her a story when I learned to read, and I told her I could. And at first she thought I was just reciting from memory, so she went and got a new book and gave it to me, and... well, what do you know?

I don't really remember when I learned to write, but I do have a "book" I wrote and illustrated when I was 4 or 5 (about five pages long with like one short sentence on each page, and pictures I drew of a hermit crab's adventures), and a notebook full of handwritten poetry that had to have been written when I was 6, because one of them read as follows:

my brother gets into trouble
he's only three years old
but when he's sad
I'm always glad
even if he got into trouble

XD