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My most vivid memory of being read to is my dad reading "Hop on Pop" by Dr. Seuss. He always read this book to be before bed, and would use funny voices and silly faces to make the book come to life. It was a really great experience for me as a young child, because this is what really blossomed my love for reading.

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One of the first things that came to mind is how often my parents read to me growing up. Because I was homeschooled, my parents had more opportunities to read to me.
My favorite book as a child was "Love You Forever". This was my first favorite book because the my Mom read this book to me very often. She would always sing a song with it as well. Even though the character in the book did a ton of terrible things, at the end of the day their parent still loved them very much. My favorite memories were bed time stories. I remember one time in particular my Mom had decided to read a chapter book to my sister and I every night before bed. I enjoyed this time because it was soothing, and I was able to spend time with my family at the end of the day.

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Most of my reading memories come from school experiences. I always loved going to library as a special in elementary and being read to by the librarian. I will never forget when she read the book Because of Winn-Dixie. I don't know why but it always felt very peaceful being read to. Especially by someone who was good at reading and making the story come to life.

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One of my fondest memories of being read aloud to was when my dad would read The Chronicles of Narnia to my siblings and I as we all crowded into one room together. An in-school experience I had with read alouds was 5th grade when my teacher read aloud Among the Hidden. We would have a little journal to do while she read. I loved the story and the way she read it and I looked forward to hearing it.

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One thing I always remember is my Mom reading harry potter to me. We started at the first book and would read a bit each day, I always loved these times and it got me excited about reading. After a few years of reading them I would read them myself after we read it together.

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My love for reading started as a little girl, mostly because of my mom. She would read all kinds of picture books to me, and I think that I why I could spend hours sitting in front of the bookshelf as a two year old. One of my favorites was "Are You there Baby Bear." I can still remember exactly what my mom sounded like reading that book to me, because we would read it over and over.

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My most memorable read-aloud experiences occurred during second grade. I remember my teacher Mrs. Macky would read Junie B. Jones after recess. I remember her always changing her voice while reading and all of us students would laugh.

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My parents would read to me all the time, especially before bed. I do not really recall many read aloud throughout my school life. I do, however, remember being read to in Sunday school class. Every Sunday we would go to children's church and our children's pastor would read a chapter or section form the bible. We read your typical stories such as Jonah and the Whale, David and Galieth, and Noah's Ark. Of course she read more than just those three. We would all sit in our chairs in a circle and listen to her read and give us a mini service.

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I was read to all the time. My mom read to me a lot. I also went to the library read aloud sessions as well. I remember in the second grade. Every day after recess we came in and Mrs. Jones would read a chapter of a Junie B. Jones book to us. We all sat at the carpet. It was so relaxing. I remember the last day of school she read to us outside. She bought us the red, white, and blue Popsicles (the BEST ones)! We sat under the tree by the playground. She read us the last chapter of Junie B. Jones then we went to play.

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While I have many memories of having a book read aloud to me, my most vivid memories are from second grade. We would come inside from recess and Mrs. Stedfeldt would read a story to us from a kid's Bible. She let us put our heads down on our desk while listening, and I remember this daily ritual as almost soothing. I think why I loved it so much is because my mom would read a story from the same kid's Bible to me every night before bed. These read alouds were something I really looked forward to!

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Throughout elementary and middle school, I remember so many different read alouds and stories. However, the most memorable read aloud that I can recall actually happened at home, not school. When I was younger, I remember my dad reading to my brother and me every night before bed. For the longest of time, we worked through the Little House on the Prairie series, and I absolutely loved it! Every night he would just read one chapter to us, and it was one of my favorite parts of the day.

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My most memorable read-aloud experiences came from being read to from a Children's Bible before my bedtime. Every night I remember my mom or dad sitting down and taking time to read me a story, until we got through the entire Children's Bible. Not only was the Bible a gift from my parents, the time they invested in me was an even greater gift. There are so many Bible stories and values that I have a deeper understanding of because they took the time to read to me before bed. It seems like such a simple task, but the fact that most of my memorable reading experiences were at my home, reinforces the idea that I learned to enjoy reading not entirely because of school, but also because my parents invested time in me and exposed me to books at home. I am forever grateful for those moments.

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I grew up with my reading to me all the time. However, memories that I remember more are the times when my fourth grade teacher, Mrs. Davis would read. We were constantly reading books in class. She would have a book that she was reading to the whole class. She would also have books that she had us reading. The one book that I remember reading in fourth grade was Soul Surfer by Bethany Hamilton. I was fascinated by this book and by Bethany (maybe it was because I had never heard or met anyone with the same first name as me). I ended up rereading this book myself several times after hearing it in class.

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The farthest back that I remember a teacher reading out loud to me was in second grade. I actually remember it pretty vividly. I remember sitting at my desk with the rest of my peers listening to my teacher, Mrs. Wilkinson, read wile she sat at the front of the classroom on a stool. She would read different books to us, but the one that I remember the most was the chapter book "Mr. Popper's Penguins". I do not really remember what that book was about, but I do remember that second grade was the year that I got interested in reading chapter books (even though they did not have pictures). I think this interest stemmed from Mrs. Wilkinson daily reading a chapter book to my peers and I

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When I was in 3rd Grade, Mrs. Fleece read to us everyday after recess to calm us down. One of my favorite books was The House on Hackman's Hill. She read it around Halloween and it was such a captivating book about a boy and his mom who lived in this creepy, old house. I haven't read the book since 3rd Grade, but I know it has some Anubis/Egyptian connection. This is a book that I would really like to re-read in my adult life and then maybe read to my students someday!

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I remember when my 2nd grade teacher read a Christmas book by Jan Brett. I remember just loving the beautiful illustration. It was so great and has really formed my love of reading aloud. I also really like Jan Brett now and she instilled that in me. Her illustrations are so telling of what will happen next and before.

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My most memorable read aloud in elementary school was in second grade. My teacher read us The Last of the Really Great Whangdoodles. She was so great at read alouds, she knew when to stop reading (to leave us in suspense), and it was an awesome book. There was a lot of imagery in the book and my teacher really us wanted to imagine the setting, which made me even more into the reading.

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Sadly, I do not remember many times when my elementary school teachers read aloud to our class. However, I do remember that my third grade teacher would read to us when we came back in from recess. She read books like Matilda, Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing, and so on. I loved listening to her read! We were able to use our imaginations, and it also calmed us down after playing outside

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I was read to a lot growing up, and if I wasn't being read to, I was reading on my own. I would stay the night at my grandparent's house every weekend, and my grandma would read to me before we went to bed. I loved hearing stories like The Berenstein Bears. She would always find me books at garage sales or the thrift store, and I would always ask for gift cards to the bookstore for Christmas. I loved being read to because it gave me a break from reading on my own and was so special to hear from those I love.

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When I was little, I always remember my parents tucking me in and my mom would read a book every night. Most of the time it would be a story from this huge fairy tale book. However, I don't remember one specific story from that book, although I do remember her also reading Mercer Meyer books and those were one of my favorites growing up. No matter what book, I always remember looking forward to her reading me a story before I went to sleep.

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Growing up, I remember LOVING to hear stories whether they were from books or oral stories and still to this day I love hearing stories. I remember every night before bed, my mom would come upstairs and lay with me as she read me a story. I can still remember her reading to me when my best friend stayed over. She usually let each of us pick a book and she'd read them both. I also remember spending a lot of time with my grandma and we would read and read and read all day as I sat on her lap. We would sit in her lazyboy recliner with her lions blanket to stay warm. These were honestly some of the best memories from my childhood and I'm not 100 percent positive why that was other than maybe I was around those I hold dear in my heart. The last thing I remember when it comes to read alouds, I always remember loving story time at school and no matter what, I always loved hearing someone tell me the story. While others around me would lay down, talk, or not pay attention, I was always completely absorbed into the story and I can't say that I'm much different these days.

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When I was in elementary school, I remember LOVING read-alouds. This was before the ELMO I think, so I just remember being mad if she didn't walk by my row and show me the pictures. I remember some of my reading in upper grades was over the projector with the clear projector paper. We used to read shorter passages on their aloud as a class. At the time, my dad was working as Vise President of a large company and he was traveling all over the world. I just remember he would also want to read when he was home because he know my mom read a lot while he was gone.

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When I was in elementary school, we had parents come to class and read to us every Friday. A common parent reader was my best friend's mom. She read us several books in class, but our favorite by far was Tiki Tiki Tembo, by Arlene Mosel. After the first time she read that book, the class begged for that book every time she came to visit. We all loved that book because of the pattern of the words. The students would all scream the rhyme aloud as she read because it was so memorable.

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When I was little my mom would read to me and my sister a story out of this really big blue storybook full of shortened Disney stories. I really enjoyed it when she read to us at night. When I was old enough to understand how to read, my mom would make me read the stories instead of her. If I stumbled on a work she would help me to understand the word by relating it to a song or motion that I understood. I always had fun when my mom came into my sisters and my room to get us ready for bed it brings back some good memories

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My parents always read books to me when I was younger. My aunts and uncles did as well. I spent a lot of time at my cousins house where his parents always read to us. One specific memory that I have of someone reading to me is when my mom read the Little House on the Prairie series. We would always watch the TV shows when I was little, so my mom bought the books. These were the first big chapter books that anyone had ever read to me, and I loved them. I will always remember those books and the good memories I had with them.

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When I was a little girl, my mom would read my a book called Animal Babies. I would ask her to read it to me all the time and we would make the animal sounds together. I knew all the names of animals and their babies by heart. Even recently we talked about it when we took my little cousins to a petting zoo. It is a good memory and I want to find that book to read it to my kids someday.

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Growing up I remember my parents reading to my brother and I all the time, especially at bedtime. I remember my parents reading many Arthur books, but my favorites were the Little House on the Prairie books and Charlotte's web. I remember many times my parents would use my brother and my names in place of the characters names. To us it was so cool because we got to go on all the adventures that the characters did and really put ourselves in the characters shoes.

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I remember loving the book Chicka Chicka Chicka Boom Boom when I was little. I would have my parents read it to me over and over again. My mom would read it to me before bed and I would say the book with her. I also remember when my teachers would read to us. I would always love it because they used exciting voices and we didn't have to do school work when they read. I loved having Christmas books read to me as well. I don't remember any in particular but I know I really loved Christmas stories.

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Every night my mom would read to my sister and I when we were growing up. We would all lay down in her bed and she would read to us. I remember her reading the Junie B. Jones books. I also remember that my school had a parent and child book club for fourth and fifth graders. We would read the books for book club together. My favorite one was called Granny Torrelli Makes Soup. I really don't remember what I liked about the book so much but, I do remember reading it with her.

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My parents would read to me on a nightly basis many times as I was laying in bed. We would read together and then pray before I went to sleep. The book I remember most is Love You Forever by Robert Munsch. The reason I remember this book is because one night my dad was reading it to be and I can remember him crying and telling me that I will always be his little girl. In Kindergarten, I remember our teaching reading a short story to us during calendar time and most of the time we were read to after recess as well. I don't know why the book I remember most from Kindergarten is Rainbow Fish.

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When I was younger, I remember my parents reading to me many nights right before I went to sleep. The book that they would read to me that I remember the most is I'll Love You Forever. When I was really young I didn't notice how much the book meant to them, but as I grew older, I could see that the story really touched them. They could see themselves taking care of their children and looking forward to the future and taking care of their parents.

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I remember being in elementary school and how our librarian would always read to us for a little bit when we went as a class. We got to sit around on bean bags and listen to her read. Another time that comes to mind was when both my mom and dad would read to me at home when we were all cuddled up on the couch.

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I remember my mom reading to me every night before I went to bed. She would always read a book and then a story from the Bible. My favorite book that she read to me was called "Guess How Much I Love You," by Sam McBratney. It is a story of two rabbits, a mother and a daughter, and it explains how much they love each other. My mom got me a stuffed animal that was a bunny that looked just like the daughter in the story and I still have it to this day. Such a great memory!

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My mom used to read to my sister and I almost every night. She has such a soothing voice and would dramatically act out all the characters. I remember when she read the whole Chronicles of Narnia series to us and we eagerly listened to her voice and stared at the pictures. Getting us to go to bed was like pulling teeth!

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I remember my parents and sometimes my brother reading to me at night before bed when I was in preschool. The most memorable book was "The Ants Go Marching." My older brother would read it in silly voices and act out what the ants were doing in a silly way. I don't really remember anything about the book, but I can still picture sitting on the bed in my childhood room with my parents while my brother marched around the room.

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Growing up, my sisters and I loved for our mom to read to us. I remember one specific book that she used to read was "Tacky the Penguin". It was about a penguin that loved to sing loudly (and very badly) and saved his friends by scaring bad penguins off with his terrible singing. My mom would do funny voices when she read to us and we would just laugh and laugh. I will always remember this book and I hope to read it to my own kids and students one day.