When I was in first grade, a substitute teacher started reading us Little House in the Big Woods. The next day, our regular teacher was back, and I didn't know what had happened to Ma, and Pa, and Mary and Laura!
I was devastated until my mother ordered the books. That series turned me into a reader.
Today I took the log cabin my dad built for me, and a new copy of Little House, and visited my nieces and nephew. They loved it, and me.
It was awesome!
