I was walking home with my brother one day and looked up at a triangular yellow sign.
I asked him, "What does that sign say?"
He said, "Yield."
I had an inkling of what it meant as I'd heard the word before.
I was 4-ish I guess. I have no idea why that memory has stuck with me so long....
The earliest memory I have of being exicted about reading was in 2nd grade or so when a Bookmobile came to school and I was able to order some obscene number of books on dinosaurs and the like. It was fun. :-)
But I don't remember any epiphany about being able to read specifically.
I do remember being terribly frustrated on going to a new school in 3rd grade. My class was working on cursive writing and it took me a long time to get the hang of that. :-(
Cheers,
Scott.