Seems like a theme around here lately...
Some additions:
Paddington--he was sweet, although I think I found him when I was too old for him (or too young?)
The Wizard of Oz--how could I leave this off?? I read this straight through in one reading (over about 3 hours) after supper one night. My mom was out of town helping after one or another of my sister's was having a baby; I was probably 10 (so that would make it my sister Ellen). Dad obviously let me get away with staying up late reading in the living room in the Orange Chair.
The Bobbsey Twins--read as many of these as I could find, because we owned 4 of the original series and I got hooked...Flossie and Freddie?? Give me a break. hee
There was a book Jean sent from England about a girl who was on her way to relatives for the summer and decides to live in their caravan in their backyard without telling them that she arrived. She makes it about 2 months before being discovered. It was a wonderful story about being able to survive on one's own and discovering one's self. Memorable scene of her appearing "in public" (at church?) for the first time after 2 months living in the woods...I obviously don't remember the title. Maybe The Caravan??
The Book of Knowledge. Really. Almost all of the history and folk/fairy tale sections and parts of every other volume (c. 1955ish)
Tom Sawyer--having read it again as an adult, I now realize that I missed about 60% of the story, but I loved the fence scene and being ascared of the Cave. It's one that definitely holds up.
...never found a horse book I could stand, and believe me, people tried every one they could dig up...in fact, I didn't really care for animals stories too much. Or 'sweet' books. Never wanted to read "girl books." Still tend away from them...
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