Oh me too! i had as a child very few books (that i owned) our entire library in the house was a 3 foot by 3 foot bookcase.
(i always lived in walking distance of excellent libraries and made extensive use)
One book i owned was a collection of HCA fairytales complete with some 16 or so 'color plates' (a term that confused me as a child.. Plate went on the dinner table , these were illustrations!)
i was never read to as child but i learned to read to myself.
the shortest story in the book, The Swineherders Daughter, took 1 page, (and was the first one i read) the last story i read (i was in my teens) was The Snow Queen (it was 30 something pages long)
But i love the tinder box (and remembered when, age 8, in ireland i saw a 'round towers' since that was not a point of reference in my NYC urban life (mill stone weren't much either, but i had been taken to restoration villages, and had at least seen a mill stone)
i don't know what happened to the book (my parents might have it yet) but it was wonderful book
