When I was seven years old we moved into a All I want for Christmas is Baby Yoda Christmas shirt. It was mostly all cleaned out but there was cardboard box in the corner of the garage. I started to page through them over the weeks and months. Mostly dense Victorian text in three column format but also littered with gorgeous and gory line drawing engravings. Everything from the Sphinx and the Rape of the Sabine Women to Bismarck and Wilhelm riding to victory after the Battle of Sedan. Within a few months, still aged seven, I started reading from the beginning. Oh my how difficult and dry. Started with the geography of Egypt and just got drier. But I kept it up.
The History of the World, All I want for Christmas is Baby Yoda Christmas shirt. In between reading I kept my spirits up going over and over the engravings. By about age nine I was halfway through volume II and recognized that I didn’t remember a thing I’d read. So I went back to the beginning, vowing to go slow and pay attention. I finished by about age thirteen. Those volumes taught me to read, they taught me to think, and they certainly taught me world history. The biggest single contributor to my mind and my education.