I remember the "Paradise" book like it was yesterday. Our daughter was only two years old Clyde and I were reading to her out of that book, and before we knew it she was reading herself. We were so proud that she could read quite well by the time she was four. I remember looking at that picture and saying some like, "Bad people--die at Armageddon." When our next child was born, a son, we tried to teach him to read the same way, and all he would do was hit the book and try to tear the pages. Well, our daughter is still a staunch witness, waiting for Armageddon to strike us dead--but our son, who wanted to tear the book up when he was little, wants nothing to do with the organization.
Oh I also remember how clearly the book explained the 70 or 80 year generation, and I even used that book to study with several people.