Reading in English

I have always loved reading. Interestingly, the tales I return to most often are by authors who hail from Great Britain. The first books I can remember, written and illustrated by author Beatrix Potter, were read to me by my mother. These books were small and square, with stories about animals who misbehaved. Peter Rabbit wore a blue jacket, had bright eyes, and raided Mr. McGregor’s garden even though his mother told him not to. Peter’s cousin, Benjamin Bunny, was equally naughty.

My mother also read the Winnie-the-Pooh stories by A. A. Milne. I loved Pooh and Piglet and Kanga and Roo and Tigger and Rabbit, who lived in the Hundred Acre Wood and were friends of Christopher Robin. I had special affection for the drooping donkey Eeyore because