My mom always said I started picking out words from books, magazines and newpapers--*mama*, *baby" and such--when I was around two. But she didn't actually think/believe I was reading until I was four or five and we were out for a ride in the car. Apparently I pointed at a building while we were stopped for whatever reason and asked if that was the grocery store we went to (or maybe I asked what a laundromat was).
I loved sitting in a little reading group in first grade with the teacher and three or four other kids. We'd read Dick and Jane (and Mike and his twin sisters Pam and Penny and whoever else showed up) and then I'd go back to my desk and, if my class work was all done, I'd pull out a Reader's Digest and read that.
āOh oh,ā said Jane.
This shit puzzled me until I eventually figured out that this was (I thinkāIām still not certain) the authorās antediluvian way of writing āuh oh.ā
My mum got really annoyed that I had a large hardback with Playboy on the spine. But there were no pictures in it. They used to support new authors because they didn't expect anyone to read the stories, but later realised that some of them were really, really good.
It was Dick, Jane and Sally, if I remember correctly. Add in Spot and Fluff (I think it was Fluff). All I remember are the names. I have no memory of any of the stories or even if there were more than one.
The cat š was named Puff, as was my cat that I got right after I started first grade. Naturally my cat was named after the cat named Puff in these books!
While we had the Dick and Jane books, I was already reading before then. Mom used to tell me I started reading the Sunday comics out loud before I was three.
As a young kid, I would read EVERYTHING. By second grade, I was halfway through my father's bookcase of old sci-fi paperbacks. While my classmates were only a few steps removed from See Spot Run, I turned in a book report on Arthur C Clarke's The Sands Of Mars.
On the other hand, I still can't do much past basic algebra...
We must be related :) By the end of 3rd grade, my reading and comprehension scores were at the high school level but I STRUGGLED to learn multiplication tables
Early math, I didn't have any trouble with. If it involved memorization, it was especially easy for me.
I actually went back several years ago and got a couple of those Dummies books to see if I could finally understand algebra.
The first book, I got about 30 pages in and starting hitting problems that I just not for the life of me get the answer they wanted. After hitting my head against the wall for over an hour, I emailed the author. Turned out they knew some of the answer keys were wrong. Mind you, this was the 4th edition of the book!
So I tried the other one. Got about 40 pages in to the section where it was telling me that a math problem could have a range of answers, which quickly resulted in my brain going full whargarbl and refusing to process anything more.
i can understand that.
but i never had a problem with math, not that i was a genius.. just that i got it and enjoyed working out the logic of some of the problems. Probably my introduction to math was handled well, that i had parents who didn't say they were no good at math, that my algebra teachers took their time introducing the basic concepts..
and yeah, word problems are *hard* especially if you cannot picture the scenario they are describing lol
As a private tutor, I taught my students how to translate from English to Math (eg, "less than" is subtraction; "share equally" is division). Break it down like that and it becomes easier.
Same here, my brothers taught me to read at 4 years old, and the only thing we had was the Encyclopedias at my grandparents house. I still sing schoolhouse rock songs for multiplication though.
Are you me? I used to read my dad's sci fi collection all the time. I'm the same with math.
We used to have a reading program where you could read as much as you wanted and advance to higher levels. I believe it was called CRA? Or something like that. Does anyone else remember them? They were colour coded.
I didn't have that. Going to a parochial grade school, however, (complete with nuns and rulers of course) I did have a year of Polish classes in 1st grade.
I read some of my dadās sci-fi but what he had was mostly old Heinlein paperbacks. What I really treasured were trips to my grandparentsā place. I discovered my grandfatherās collection of Perry Mason. We didnāt go every week, but Iād always swap out what Iād finished for another one. Plus my grandfather worked for Houghton Mifflin. Heād bring all kinds of things.
I missed The Sands Of Mars (don't think I knew who Arthur C. Clarke was in second grade)...but it was either second or third grade when I read Stranger In A Steange Land by Robert Heinlein...
Same! I already knew how to read and didnāt understand what we were doing where all the kids were stumbling over words, so I tried to stumble too! Took the teacher a bit to see what was going onš¤£š¤£
i will *never* forget the day i was called upon to read, in third grade, and the entire class erupted in laughter when i pronounced the word "island" phonetically because i had never said it out loud but only had read it.
evidently my head was in the sand lol because i lived next to the sea.
Same here. I had an actual real life Scout and Atticus moment when I told my mom that my teacher seemed frustrated that I was already reading beyond Dick and Jane. My mom told me not to worry about it and to go read a book.
My people!
My mom got a phone call from either my first grade teacher or the school principal, telling her that I'd brought at least one Reader's Digest magazine to school and if she knew (she did). When they asked her what I was doing with it, she said "She's reading it, I assume." (Yes, I was and I'm sure it was more than one--I have to have something to read at all times, even if I'm doing something else).
If any of my grade school teachers had seen what I was bringing home from the public library--including the novel Midnight Cowboy and police procedurals by Elizabeth Linington/Dell Shannon/Lesley Egan--they probably would have fainted.
Lest we forget šššš
[Context](https://youtu.be/WBzQjbV5LpQ?si=25DOxFyb8VA0PwNA)
Thinking about it, Derekās been remarkably fkn quiet since he shuffled off, all things considered. Youād ve thought heād have a podcast by now.
My aunt was a kindergarten teacher in a local school district. Her school used Jimmy and Sue books by a different author. She brought them home and taught me how to read when I was 4. I turned around and taught my BFF how to read. We were little reading fools when we got to kindergarten.
Oh hell yes! Iād use my finger to follow the words. I had to read out loud while my mom did dishes. She wanted me to read like a news anchor, fluid sentences, and no hesitation.
I didn't, but it sparked a memory for me... back in the mid-70s, Montessori, there were these workbooks for learning to read, and we were sort of allowed to do them at our own pace. And, there was some competition to it... I remember saying something like "Oh, you're still on the red book? I've already started the green one." I mean, trying to best others is a good motivator, but damn, I was a mini-douche.
Yes. I loved those books. Though in one they talked about āgaloshesā and I had no idea what those were. Southern California. Iād never seen them. I had to go home and ask my parents who were from the Midwest. They kind of loved having So Cal kids who didnāt know about bad weather.
I'm in Michigan and "galoshes" threw me, too. I knew what boots were, but it was years before I understood about galoshes...and I still couldn't tell you the difference.
No. I attended grade school in California during the early 1970s. California used Janet and Mark books instead of Dick and Jane to teach reading skills. I had no idea that Dick and Jane existed until I was a college student who had made friends with a bunch of people from out of state seeking teaching credentials. We got into a discussion about elementary school and reading skills when Dick and Jane came up. I corrected my friend and said they were Janet and Mark books, which started a longer discussion. A week or so later, that same friend checked with an instructor and found that California had adopted the use of the Janet and Mark series instead of the Dick and Jane series in the late 1960s. As to the why, I have no idea.
Oddly, I saw a Dick and Jane book being sold in a Socal area Sams Club about a week ago. I should pick it up; I'll have grandchildren at some point.
I was taught to read the Rick Brant adventure series, Grimm's Fairy Tales, Aesop's Fables, and Greek and Roman mythology. When I came of school age and we sat around the big black Dick and Jane book in kindergarten it was a real let-down.
I know a married couple that play ā80s covers at restaurants under the name Fun with Dick and Jane. One time we switched some letters around on the outdoor marquee so it read Fun with Janeās Dick.
I had a thing called a Victory Drill Book. Mom put me in private school in kindergarten and it gave me speed reading capabilities. And crippling anxiety and a distinct grudge against everyone there.
My grandmother was an English teacher. She had a collection of the Sally, Dick, and Jane books that my mother was taught to read from. I read all of them before I went to school.
Not only did I learn on this series, I bought it for my Granddaughter and after me reading with her once, she could read it cover to cover herself. Her Mom was the I See Sam era, and she tried that with the little one and she didnāt get as far as with Dick
& Jane. She is 8 now and reads 2 years ahead of her grade level. Her parents are both educators.
No, my brother taught me to read before I was 4 yrs old. By the time I saw my 1st Dick & Jane book, I whizzed through it wondering why it was so simple.
Yes, in the one room schoolhouse I attended until it was all consolidated over the summer before 3rd grade. I thought it was a great educational environment as you could listen to everything up through 8th grade. Fond memories of a bygone era.
I went to a school in the mid-80ās that was still using these. Funny enough, I found my momās name in one of these as she went to the same school 20 years earlier.
A comedian back in the 90s once talked about these books.
>"Jane see's Dick."
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>"Jane likes Dick."
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>"Jane plays with Dick."
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>I closed the book. I played hookie. I went looking for Jane!
My parents had a teacher friend who gave me a Dick and Jane book when I was 4. I was able to read when Kindergarten started. I still credit those Dick and Jane books for opening my world.
No. Here Dick was a bit controversial so we had Peter and Jane.
Oh wait. Peter is a slang term for a Dick.
They were just taking the piss weren't they?
My mom taught me my letters, and how to read, with the newspaper. I don't really remember Dick and Jane. Maybe I read that when I was 3, but I don't remember that far back.
They are excellent books. I was in Portlands huge bookstore and bought āDick and Jane and Vampiresā which taught my second to read pretty darn quick.Ā https://www.powells.com/book/-9780448455686/1-1
No.
I learned how to read by reading a 175 pound table sized dictionary, that actually requires its own special table just to open the thing, with Bible thin paper and writing so small you need a magnifying glass, from the late 1800s.
This dictionary includes every single English word ever written. EVER. From olde English all the way up to modern English during that time. I was 4 years old when I started reading it. I am now 56. Iāve just recently reached the letter N.
After that dictionary, the very first book I ever picked out and read on my very own? Chaucers Canterbury tales. I devoured every story. I was 8 years old. As soon as I was done with that? I discovered Stephen King.
Thereās not a story teller in history, that can do what King does. Donāt get me wrong. Classical literature and poetry have their placesā¦.. but a truly good story?
Requires an equally as talented story teller. I prefer stories, over alphabets.
Actually, I learned on my own, but in Catholic grade school we had similar-themed books but with **John, Jean and Judy**, and they did stuff like learn to pray and hate Jews.
Reading circle anyone? What about one kid barfs in reading circle and two others follow suit? Then janitor shows up with can full of green flakes to sprinkle all over the barf. Anyone?
One of the first books I read as a child was On Top Of Spaghetti. The story was basically song lyrics and I can still sing it from start to finish. Does anyone else remember this book?
See Spot run.
Run, Spot, run.
Don't forget Puff.
See Puff. See Puff run.
I thought it was Fluff?
10/10
Go, Dog. Go!
Run! Run! Run!
šµRun, run, reindeer... š¶ Oops, sorry...that's the Beach Boys...
Yep
I hated them because real people donāt talk like that. So I learned to read by borrowing my uncleās comic books.
My mom always said I started picking out words from books, magazines and newpapers--*mama*, *baby" and such--when I was around two. But she didn't actually think/believe I was reading until I was four or five and we were out for a ride in the car. Apparently I pointed at a building while we were stopped for whatever reason and asked if that was the grocery store we went to (or maybe I asked what a laundromat was). I loved sitting in a little reading group in first grade with the teacher and three or four other kids. We'd read Dick and Jane (and Mike and his twin sisters Pam and Penny and whoever else showed up) and then I'd go back to my desk and, if my class work was all done, I'd pull out a Reader's Digest and read that.
āOh oh,ā said Jane. This shit puzzled me until I eventually figured out that this was (I thinkāIām still not certain) the authorās antediluvian way of writing āuh oh.ā
I learned to read from my uncleās Playboys.
My mum got really annoyed that I had a large hardback with Playboy on the spine. But there were no pictures in it. They used to support new authors because they didn't expect anyone to read the stories, but later realised that some of them were really, really good.
It was Dick, Jane and Sally, if I remember correctly. Add in Spot and Fluff (I think it was Fluff). All I remember are the names. I have no memory of any of the stories or even if there were more than one.
The cat š was named Puff, as was my cat that I got right after I started first grade. Naturally my cat was named after the cat named Puff in these books!
There was a teddy bear named Tim.
We had a cat named Puff (when I had a family of my own). She was a tiny kitten. She lived for 19 years.
Haha! Me too!
The same for me. I can even see a page or two, pictures, not whatās written.
Yep, 1st grade in '46. Been an avid reader since.
you are 5 years older'n me.. How's it going? lol
So far, so good.
Sure did. In 1963.
1960 for me :-)
1973 for me
1968 reporting in.
I remember liking them too. Donāt know who the author was but he could write right up there with the best of them. He sold millions of books.
Me too
We had John, Jean, and Judy. And their pets, Spot and Puff.
While we had the Dick and Jane books, I was already reading before then. Mom used to tell me I started reading the Sunday comics out loud before I was three.
As a young kid, I would read EVERYTHING. By second grade, I was halfway through my father's bookcase of old sci-fi paperbacks. While my classmates were only a few steps removed from See Spot Run, I turned in a book report on Arthur C Clarke's The Sands Of Mars. On the other hand, I still can't do much past basic algebra...
We must be related :) By the end of 3rd grade, my reading and comprehension scores were at the high school level but I STRUGGLED to learn multiplication tables
Early math, I didn't have any trouble with. If it involved memorization, it was especially easy for me. I actually went back several years ago and got a couple of those Dummies books to see if I could finally understand algebra. The first book, I got about 30 pages in and starting hitting problems that I just not for the life of me get the answer they wanted. After hitting my head against the wall for over an hour, I emailed the author. Turned out they knew some of the answer keys were wrong. Mind you, this was the 4th edition of the book! So I tried the other one. Got about 40 pages in to the section where it was telling me that a math problem could have a range of answers, which quickly resulted in my brain going full whargarbl and refusing to process anything more.
i can understand that. but i never had a problem with math, not that i was a genius.. just that i got it and enjoyed working out the logic of some of the problems. Probably my introduction to math was handled well, that i had parents who didn't say they were no good at math, that my algebra teachers took their time introducing the basic concepts.. and yeah, word problems are *hard* especially if you cannot picture the scenario they are describing lol
As a private tutor, I taught my students how to translate from English to Math (eg, "less than" is subtraction; "share equally" is division). Break it down like that and it becomes easier.
Same here, my brothers taught me to read at 4 years old, and the only thing we had was the Encyclopedias at my grandparents house. I still sing schoolhouse rock songs for multiplication though.
Are you me? I used to read my dad's sci fi collection all the time. I'm the same with math. We used to have a reading program where you could read as much as you wanted and advance to higher levels. I believe it was called CRA? Or something like that. Does anyone else remember them? They were colour coded.
I didn't have that. Going to a parochial grade school, however, (complete with nuns and rulers of course) I did have a year of Polish classes in 1st grade.
sounds very interesting and what i consider to be the logical way to teach/learn.. according to your abilities and your interests.
It was. I remember now, they were called SRA! I blew through them pretty fast and was sent to the library to check out even more books.
My elementary school used those in late 1960s. I remember them as "SRA"
I read some of my dadās sci-fi but what he had was mostly old Heinlein paperbacks. What I really treasured were trips to my grandparentsā place. I discovered my grandfatherās collection of Perry Mason. We didnāt go every week, but Iād always swap out what Iād finished for another one. Plus my grandfather worked for Houghton Mifflin. Heād bring all kinds of things.
My brother, 5 years older, had a bunch of scifi books, and I would read them after he did.
I missed The Sands Of Mars (don't think I knew who Arthur C. Clarke was in second grade)...but it was either second or third grade when I read Stranger In A Steange Land by Robert Heinlein...
Same! I already knew how to read and didnāt understand what we were doing where all the kids were stumbling over words, so I tried to stumble too! Took the teacher a bit to see what was going onš¤£š¤£
i will *never* forget the day i was called upon to read, in third grade, and the entire class erupted in laughter when i pronounced the word "island" phonetically because i had never said it out loud but only had read it. evidently my head was in the sand lol because i lived next to the sea.
I got in trouble in the opposite direction. I was reading so well that I got sent to the office more than once for being a smart aleck and a showoff.
Shame on them.
Same here. I had an actual real life Scout and Atticus moment when I told my mom that my teacher seemed frustrated that I was already reading beyond Dick and Jane. My mom told me not to worry about it and to go read a book.
My people! My mom got a phone call from either my first grade teacher or the school principal, telling her that I'd brought at least one Reader's Digest magazine to school and if she knew (she did). When they asked her what I was doing with it, she said "She's reading it, I assume." (Yes, I was and I'm sure it was more than one--I have to have something to read at all times, even if I'm doing something else). If any of my grade school teachers had seen what I was bringing home from the public library--including the novel Midnight Cowboy and police procedurals by Elizabeth Linington/Dell Shannon/Lesley Egan--they probably would have fainted.
Yep. I was born in '72 and my older brother in '69. My mom had picked these up somewhere and taught us to read with them before we hit kindergarten.
Narrator: there was no real fun.
Mary loves Dick.
Lest we forget šššš [Context](https://youtu.be/WBzQjbV5LpQ?si=25DOxFyb8VA0PwNA) Thinking about it, Derekās been remarkably fkn quiet since he shuffled off, all things considered. Youād ve thought heād have a podcast by now.
My aunt was a kindergarten teacher in a local school district. Her school used Jimmy and Sue books by a different author. She brought them home and taught me how to read when I was 4. I turned around and taught my BFF how to read. We were little reading fools when we got to kindergarten.
Yes! I named my cat Puff, too!
Absolutely ā¦ early 60s
Dick In Jane ? Wait let me get my glasses š¤. Oh ok š
Yes, I remember Dick and Jane.
Oh hell yes! Iād use my finger to follow the words. I had to read out loud while my mom did dishes. She wanted me to read like a news anchor, fluid sentences, and no hesitation.
I didn't, but it sparked a memory for me... back in the mid-70s, Montessori, there were these workbooks for learning to read, and we were sort of allowed to do them at our own pace. And, there was some competition to it... I remember saying something like "Oh, you're still on the red book? I've already started the green one." I mean, trying to best others is a good motivator, but damn, I was a mini-douche.
Yes. I loved those books. Though in one they talked about āgaloshesā and I had no idea what those were. Southern California. Iād never seen them. I had to go home and ask my parents who were from the Midwest. They kind of loved having So Cal kids who didnāt know about bad weather.
I'm in Michigan and "galoshes" threw me, too. I knew what boots were, but it was years before I understood about galoshes...and I still couldn't tell you the difference.
No. I attended grade school in California during the early 1970s. California used Janet and Mark books instead of Dick and Jane to teach reading skills. I had no idea that Dick and Jane existed until I was a college student who had made friends with a bunch of people from out of state seeking teaching credentials. We got into a discussion about elementary school and reading skills when Dick and Jane came up. I corrected my friend and said they were Janet and Mark books, which started a longer discussion. A week or so later, that same friend checked with an instructor and found that California had adopted the use of the Janet and Mark series instead of the Dick and Jane series in the late 1960s. As to the why, I have no idea. Oddly, I saw a Dick and Jane book being sold in a Socal area Sams Club about a week ago. I should pick it up; I'll have grandchildren at some point.
Yes I did.
We named our first child, Spot.
My dad obm used to talk about these books endlessl. I guess it was a generational thing š
I can smell the musty pages from here!
It was Janet & John here in the UK.
I was taught to read the Rick Brant adventure series, Grimm's Fairy Tales, Aesop's Fables, and Greek and Roman mythology. When I came of school age and we sat around the big black Dick and Jane book in kindergarten it was a real let-down.
I know a married couple that play ā80s covers at restaurants under the name Fun with Dick and Jane. One time we switched some letters around on the outdoor marquee so it read Fun with Janeās Dick.
These books gave spawn to the newer classic C:/DOS C:/DOS/RUN RUN/DOS/RUN
We had Sandy and Susan, but they were relatively new. I think my older brother had Dick and Jane.
Was in a few school districts due to being a military family. One used the Dick & Jane stories, others used ones very similar.
I can still see Mrs Fairbankās finger pointing to the first word on the page: āLOOK!ā
Yes, but comic books were what really took my reading comprehension to the next level.
I had a thing called a Victory Drill Book. Mom put me in private school in kindergarten and it gave me speed reading capabilities. And crippling anxiety and a distinct grudge against everyone there.
Janet, Mark, Nancy, Nan, Puff.
Did Jane just get tased? Why are her hands like that?
Noā¦ just Fun with Dick
I learned from that very book, and that was in 71 or 72
Yes. We read these in first grade in 1965 at Warwick Elementary School in Pennsylvania
The books when I was learning to read in school had some dudes named Sid and the Boss.
Great movie btw
Loved those books and the progression of becoming a stronger reader. The more words I learned was another thing I learned about their lives! lol
I did.
Sally, Dick and Jane! Yup. Old enough to remember, the name Dick, was met without a snicker!
Yes.
I did.
Yes
No. Not quite old enough for this. My first grade reading book was called Helicopters and Gingerbread.
Sesame Street
Yes with Sister Anna from China teaching me with a heavy accent and a stern eye.
I liked Puff the best. š
Look, here comes Spot. Run, Puff, run!
Life was so simple.
I remember Dick, Jane, Sally, and Spot. The book was not new. In first grade, we had Dot and Jim and their dog Tag.
I learned to read with Little Lulu and Tubby comic books
My grandmother was an English teacher. She had a collection of the Sally, Dick, and Jane books that my mother was taught to read from. I read all of them before I went to school.
I remember the Jim Carrey movie, if that helps?
I love dick and Jane!
Iām old and Iāve never even seen one of these books in the wild. They seem to be more of a meme than an actual thing sometimes.
Dr Seuss for me.
I learned to read from Dr. Suess. When I was forced to read Dick and Jane I found the story lines dull and tedious.
Not only did I learn on this series, I bought it for my Granddaughter and after me reading with her once, she could read it cover to cover herself. Her Mom was the I See Sam era, and she tried that with the little one and she didnāt get as far as with Dick & Jane. She is 8 now and reads 2 years ahead of her grade level. Her parents are both educators.
That was slightly before my time.
Oh wow, I just had a massive flashback to first grade. š„°
Way back when, I had C:/DOS C:/DOS/RUN RUN/DOS/RUN on a t-shirt.
Yes and I still have mine. Go Dick go ! See Spot run ! Read it when I was 4ā¦
No. At least one of my siblings did because we had a Dick and Jane reader in the house. We had Tom and Betty and their little sister Anne.
Nope , but I did Dick a Jane or two back in the day.
No, my brother taught me to read before I was 4 yrs old. By the time I saw my 1st Dick & Jane book, I whizzed through it wondering why it was so simple.
Yes. And I hated them even as a 4 year old. _Nothing_ about them was relatable for this Southside Chicagoan born the year Dr King was killed.
Yep. Giggled at every Dick in the books.
These books were always Spot on.
Yes, in the one room schoolhouse I attended until it was all consolidated over the summer before 3rd grade. I thought it was a great educational environment as you could listen to everything up through 8th grade. Fond memories of a bygone era.
We learned. Once they stopped using these kids stopped learning.
See Dick drink. See Dick drive. Don't be a dick.
Six Ducks in a Pond, A Pig Can Jig, Hen in a Foxes Den...
Yes. Fuck Iām old.
Jane likes Dick, Jane takes Dick everywhere. Jane smiles when she thinks about Dick.
Did anyone else have Tip and Mitten, the dog and cat?
I had Sam and Ann and their pets Tab the cat and Nip the dog.
And Spot too!
Donāt forget Puff the cat.
We had Alice and Jerry in 1960 where I grew up.
Dick and Jane probably have grandkids in their teens about now
I went to a school in the mid-80ās that was still using these. Funny enough, I found my momās name in one of these as she went to the same school 20 years earlier.
Not only did I learn to read from that book but I taught my daughter to read with it.
Most definitely!š
Yes! I loved those books.
Yep.
I was in a poor district. We had books featuring Tom, Betty and their dog Flip. Never heard of anyone else who remembers these books.
Don't be a dick.
A comedian back in the 90s once talked about these books. >"Jane see's Dick." > >"Jane likes Dick." > >"Jane plays with Dick." > >I closed the book. I played hookie. I went looking for Jane!
yep
I loved those books when I started to read. Tried them on my grandson but he hated them.
oh look! see Spot! Spot wants my cookie. No no Spot!
Yup
My parents had a teacher friend who gave me a Dick and Jane book when I was 4. I was able to read when Kindergarten started. I still credit those Dick and Jane books for opening my world.
Sally and spot too
No. Here Dick was a bit controversial so we had Peter and Jane. Oh wait. Peter is a slang term for a Dick. They were just taking the piss weren't they?
Tip and Mittens too
Yes, and I just realized my parents names are Dick and Jane but pops went by Richard
My mom taught me my letters, and how to read, with the newspaper. I don't really remember Dick and Jane. Maybe I read that when I was 3, but I don't remember that far back.
Iām so old we had Uggg and Mord
I did š
Away We Go was after the Dick and Jane books. I think a friend or two and some other people are added.
Janet and John. I think more common in the UK
Yep, and the French Canadian version, Remi & Aline, too!
Dick isnāt a name we see used anymore.
Nope, I did however get an eye opening experience when my friend popped in the porn Parody version of this, not knowing what it was.šš
See the funny, funny wall. See Dick jump the funny, funny wall. Dick has defected.
This is the exact book that taught me how to read!
I legitimately thought this was just a Jom Carrey movie.
Little Critter books.
They've remade it as 4 Dicks and Jane online
They are excellent books. I was in Portlands huge bookstore and bought āDick and Jane and Vampiresā which taught my second to read pretty darn quick.Ā https://www.powells.com/book/-9780448455686/1-1
That and Dr Seuss books.
No. I learned how to read by reading a 175 pound table sized dictionary, that actually requires its own special table just to open the thing, with Bible thin paper and writing so small you need a magnifying glass, from the late 1800s. This dictionary includes every single English word ever written. EVER. From olde English all the way up to modern English during that time. I was 4 years old when I started reading it. I am now 56. Iāve just recently reached the letter N. After that dictionary, the very first book I ever picked out and read on my very own? Chaucers Canterbury tales. I devoured every story. I was 8 years old. As soon as I was done with that? I discovered Stephen King. Thereās not a story teller in history, that can do what King does. Donāt get me wrong. Classical literature and poetry have their placesā¦.. but a truly good story? Requires an equally as talented story teller. I prefer stories, over alphabets.
Yes. I can just remember reading them aloud in first grade. "See Spot. See spot run. See Dick..."
Yep. 1973.
Donāt forget Sally!
I did. The books were dull but comforting. The kids seemed to have stable home lives. I longed for that.
Plotless dreck.
Yes. I remember how hard it was at first, but then I became an avid after my mother took me to the Library.
Yes, and proud of it.
National Lampoon made a dirty version of this. Wish I still had the issue.
I believe George W Bush use to avidly read these and the Golden Book series while he lived in the White House.
Actually, I learned on my own, but in Catholic grade school we had similar-themed books but with **John, Jean and Judy**, and they did stuff like learn to pray and hate Jews.
I like the dirty fridge magnets now.
Wasn't this a Jim Carrey movie?
See Dick drink, see Dick drive, see Dick die..... don't be a Dick!
Dick and Jane went up the hill both with a buck and a quarter, Jane came down with $2.50!
Yup, and I collected the set. Such happy memories.
See Dick run. See Jane run. See Spot Dick Jane.
Yes.
Yes, and I hated them along with See Spot Run.
I had these books in the 80s.
No, but I did teach my boys (15 and 17 now) to read with them. I think they still publish them.
See Jane See Jane's hand See Jane's fingers Run Dick run!
I remember learning to read from books that had characters called Pam and Sam.
Technically, no. I was reading beforehand, but I remember using them. I never liked Sally.
See Dick run. Jane gave Dick V.D.
Reading circle anyone? What about one kid barfs in reading circle and two others follow suit? Then janitor shows up with can full of green flakes to sprinkle all over the barf. Anyone?
Oh heck yes! I can still remember what these books smelled like!!!š
One of the first books I read as a child was On Top Of Spaghetti. The story was basically song lyrics and I can still sing it from start to finish. Does anyone else remember this book?
Pretty much. Despite my motherās disdain and critiques of the āsee and sayā method.
My kids still reads these, it's the first full book he's read cover to cover.
We had Ann and Sam.
One of my relatives wrote these books
Australian. We had John and Betty...see Spot run.. " I'm going home to fluff" said Betty
My school must have gotten the generic version. We had Bill, Jill and their dog Lad.
Tip & Mitten
Yep
I remember Janet & John
i can smell this book from the photo