I was a fairy tale fan well before my brother was born when I was five. Suddenly, all the formerly adoring grown-ups in my life just couldn't wait for me to learn to tie my own shoes, though they had always patiently done so. Then, a few months later, I was sent off to school to learn how to read, even though adults seemed to enjoy reading to me in the past.
Then I remembered the many fairy tales in which it was decided that it was time for a child "to make her own way in the world." I was greatly relieved not to be completely evicted.
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