Books and reading have been a passion all my life. My wonderful granny used to give us a separate present for christmas but there would also be a book too. How fantastic they all were, and the joy of a brand new book that no one else had opened, the smell of the book and the feel of the pages. A huge variety of books came our way, ranging from the Louisa M Alcott Little Women , to Children of the New Forest, Jane Eyre, to Pride and Prejudice and a particular cover that I remember of a book called John Halifax Gentleman and of course Swallows and Amazons and the Hobbit. The one that stuck in my memory the most from when I was about 9/10 was called Girl of the Limberlost, where the girl wants to go to college and is living with a mother with mental problems in america. She lives in the everglades sort of area and collects sets of butterflies or moths to earn the money to get her to college. Totally not acceptable these days of course but it was a book I read many times and thoroughly enjoyed.
Then as a parent and a teacher it has been a joy to me to introduce children to reading and how it can change their lives. My sisters and I all loved reading but my brother was not interested. He was 10 years younger than me and I think these days he would have been diagnosed as dyslexit as I do remember him doing things like writing S the wrong way round. He became mad keen on fishing, which was of no interest to anyone else in our family but that became the way into books as he was happy to get anything about fishing in books and pictures.
My granny starting me off with older and different writers taught me that with such books as started with the inevitable "In the year of our Lord ---- " etc, the thing to do was skip the first couple of pages and get into the story. After a few pages you then needed to fill in gaps in your knowledge and would go back to the first page which then made sense to you, Going to the library was always a treat for us, and the best of all was the joy of a book token. Then you could spend hours wandering round the book shop , holding your book token to show that you were entitled to be there and for me it was better than standing in a sweet shop. Still love a book token. Also when money was tight and bills to pay, any cash you would feel needed to go into the purse for necessities but oh joy a book token was not cash and you did not need to feel guilty for having it.
Have always read to children whether within class or reading bedtime stories , and whilst I could cheerfully have thrown the wretched Rev Audleys Thomas the Tank Engine across the room for it being so boring to read, much more fun with many other books for young children. Particularly love Each Peach, Pear Plum, which can be used in many ways and of course things like the Tiger who came to tea and the secret garden . Ah I could go on for ages, but besides the libraries, I really used to like when we were sailing our own boat, all over and up round the Hebrides and west coast of Scotland. Then there was a good scheme of put a book in, take one out, in various harbours or moorings., where there might be no library available or useful for the traveller. The great fun was you never knew what might be available, and whilst you pounced on something you had really wanted often there would just be books that you might never have looked at , but given all there was available, you would read something that elsewhere wouldnt have got a look in and sometimes found a new author to devour. Have struggled to improve my knowledge of other languages when a book that was available was in french orswedish etc. That certainly got my son reading more as tucked up in a bunk in harbour in horrible weather reading was the most available and enjoyable thing to do.
I used to keep a small secret stash of books in case we ended up somewhere with absolutely nothing available but much preferred him to find his own choice. Now have the pleasure of talking books occasionally with my grandson, who of course uses computers and screens but still enjoys reading the occasional book and talking to me about it. So long as he is finding that joy in reading I dont mind what he reads. Living abroad also broadens your outlook as if there is only a very small section in a language that you can read you can find yourself reading all sorts of things.
I know that Kindle etc suits some people, but I have always loved holding the actual book as part of the pleasure,and having a book by my bed, available to read at 2am if I wake up , or have a nightmare and have encouraged my grandson to keep a book at the ready. You rarely hear people talking about the other things that surround reading as in the touch and feel of the actual book. I am grateful for getting the reading bug early in my life and look across so many years , still carrying on, of the joy of reading, whether it is learning how to make something,or the brilliance of being able to be transported to Treasure Island or whereever far away from the reality of having chemo stuck in a hospital ward. I do love things like TV to see wonderful gardens in colour or to actually see the lovely colours of paintings etc but give me a book anytime if it has to be a choice and it will bring so much pleasure into life. So you are giving children a jewel for life,if you can encourage them to read for themselves, whilst still loving that sharing cheering time together. The best present you can give and you will be remembered for it, maybe not now but in years to come.