Day 20: Book you’ve read the most number of times
This one really was a challenge. I’m a book re-reader. If I find something I love, I will keep on reading it, and find something to enjoy every single time. But, luckily, I am also slightly OCD and have kept a record of every single book I have read (title, author, number of pages, date started and date finished) since October 11, 2000. That’s a lot of books. But it also means that I can tell you exactly how many times I have read certain books. And I’m doing a count down. Because I can.
In third place…
Daughter of the Forest by Juliet Marillier. The first Juliet Marillier book I ever read, and six times later I still love it. I would have read it more times, but the four (nearly five!) books that follow make that a little bit hard! Still, a beautiful and amazing book! – More on it later!
In second place…
First Test by Tamora Pierce. This one was a present from my sister for my 13th birthday – it still has the inscription in it, though the book’s started to fall apart. This one I’ve read seven times, but my mum’s read it a few as well, and my sister. Great adventure books, with young female role models – what more could a girl want? Other then all of the other Tortall books, naturally.
In first place…
Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone/Chamber of Secrets/Prisoner of Azkaban
– J.K. Rowling
What can I say? I was a new teenager in the early 2000s!
I haven’t read these books as many times as you’d think – only seven. But then, I have far, far too many books to read to allow myself to read just one (or three, or seven) too many times.
And yet, I still love to re-read this series, particularly these first three. This is where the magic begins, where it began for me, for Harry, Ron and Hermione, and for so many other kids our age. And I will defend my belief that Prisoner of Azkaban is where Rowling was at her most magical. But more on that later.
These three books clearly mark for me the first time I really, truly embraced reading. I can clearly remember, just a few months after I read the first book, sitting in class. Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire was about to be released and our grade six teacher wanted to know who wanted to reserve a copy from the library. She asked everyone who had read the first book to put their hands up, to leave their hands up if they had read the second, or the third. By Prisoner of Azkaban I was the only one with their hand still (proudly) in the air. And I remember my teacher jokingly saying “You haven’t read the fourth one, have you?” I had discovered what I loved to do. I devoured almost every book that was put in front of me, and I started to record them all. Almost twelve years later, not much has changed.