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I was the youngest of 4 and the only boy.
I used to see my older 2 sisters read a lot (my 3rd sister didn't read much) and when I got to about 9 I suppose I asked my older sister for something to read.
After a couple of false starts such as "black beauty" and some other book I found utterly boring, she then gave me "The Hobbit" to read and I was hooked.
I remember reading a lot of Enid Blyton in those days too.
My parents, whilst they did read somewhat, didn't encourage or discourage me from reading, but then they were rarely present, as they were both out working very late hours most of the time, so I interacted with my older sisters more and picked up things from them more and as it happened, they read a lot, so then I did too.
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