Books I grew up with.

Jacqueline Wilson books: I’m not assamed to say that I had the tenancy to be antisocial as a child. I wasn’t unpopular at school, just I wouldn’t hang out with friends outside of school that often; at least not during my secondary education. I love books. Thesedays I don’t read as much I should. I remember when books became preferable to me. I stumbled upon a rack of Jacqueline Wilson books. For those who don’t know, she is the author of books which became children’s television series’: The Story of Tracy Beaker and Girls in Love. Tracy Beaker was my favourite early 2000’s show. I’d watch it everyday after school and had plenty of merchandise themed on the character played by Dani Harmer. The second book of the Tracy Becker series was a story I read more than twenty times; it was called The Dare Game. For anyone unfamiliar with Tracy Beaker, she is a girl soon to enter her teens who has been in the foster care system for most of her life. Her bad behaviour deterred her from getting fostered until one day a quirky author named Cam, decides to raise Tracy as her foster daughter. The two learned to be comfortable with each other after much doubt that they could live coinciding. They were both creative people, Tracy wanted to be a actress like her birth mother. The stories are mostly light hearted, detailing the mischievous wrong doings of a tomboy girl; though you can see the harsh reality of the amount of children who struggle to get fostered or adopted in the UK’s care system. The care home in the stories was nicknamed ‘The Dumping Ground‘: a reflection of the feelings of neglect that children without parents feel like. Other books by Ms Wilson are equally as enjoyable. She has a real talent for writing descriptively, making an reader’s imagination flow like her somewhat childish mind. Some of her books are aimed at teenagers, the characters portraying the social worries and conflictions that adolescents face. It was comforting to grow up with the same author, progressing from short stories to stories focusing on concerning life experiences. I am tempted to read her books these days even if I’m now 22 years old. I’d highly recommend her books, particularly to young girls who feel like an outsider among their peers.

The Twilight Saga: I’m most definitely not the only one who spent their teens engrossed in the Twilight saga, rushing homework to read another chapter. I was a couple of years late to the craze. I didn’t like following trends and convinced myself that ‘surely this Twilight thing is overrated’. One weekend I noticed that the series was on sale. For some reason curiosity got the better of me and I purchased the first two books of the series. I purposely hadn’t watched the first three films which had been released, preferring to know of the tale via its original format. Honestly, the Twilight saga is so bad that it’s good; it’s like ‘cheesy’ cringe worthy pop music. It’s not artistic but you can’t help but sing (in this case read) along with it. So are you team Edward or team Jacob? Haha.

‘A child called It’ series: This was a slight major ‘grown up’ reading stage, completely different from the imagination fiction that I spent several hours inspired by. A child called it is the recount of a man’s abusive childhood. He uses writing as an outlet of the experiences that he had to keep as a secret for so long. He almost suffered alone as his siblings didn’t suffer abuse to the same degree. He felt like an outcast trapped within his own ‘so called’ family. I never finished reading the series because some of the things that happened to him were so upsetting and terrifying to read about when aged 14 or 15. I don’t think I would be comfortable with reading them now either.


During the years that I had to study for exams I didn’t have time to read the books that I chose. Alike most others in my age group who cared about their education, I substituted my freedom to read certain novels and plays which the government said we had to study. I thoughly enjoyed English language and literature classes. The exams and essays could be stressful, though it was so good to have lessons where we would do nothing but take turns to read aloud. At this age anxiety riddled me. I shaked each time I had to read confidently, but reading passages of, Of Mice and Men, My fair Lady, Macbeth and Jane Eyre still made me happy. I think my life would have been very different without the hobby of reading. I think I would have found it more difficult to do well in my English exams, and would have spoken mainly in slang as that’s how alot of people speak in the part of London I am from.


Thesedays I mainly read classics, biographies and non-fiction wartime stories.

Readers: we aren’t nerds, we are the imaginative ones.

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