Some of my earliest memories as a child revolve around &quot;reading&quot;. I was deeply drawn to one book in particular, a beautifully illustrated version of the Twelve Dancing Princesses. I remember being overwhelmed by the many words, and would instead look at the pictures, over and over, not necessarily trying to read the words, but hearing them echoed in my head from when my mother read them to me.<p>And then one day, as if by nowhere, I could read the words. I so clearly remember that sense of discovery. It was such a delicious feeling. I STILL remember the story and the pictures from that book to this day.