I'm torn. On the one hand, once I learned to read, I fell in love with comic books which my teachers hated, but my parents supported because my dad was a long time comic book fan who knew they were perfectly good reading material. On the other hand, I didn't learn to read until I was 8, and I can sympathize with the kid worrying about being crushed by trying to read a book they can't get through on their own. I mean I don't know about the library you work in, but my local one has a kid section it calls "The Kids Korner," a young adult one it calls "The Teen Room," and then everything else. Before I learned to read I hated even going in the Kids Korner because I knew even with some of the picture books I wouldn't be able to follow the story. After I learned to read I went through it systematically, starting with the Kids Korner, progressing to the Teen Room, and ending with pretty much anything in the place that happened to speak to me, though I retain a soft spot for fantasy and science fiction.