Actually, I read it from left to right, but that was due to special circumstances, the four of us had only one book, laying at the center of the table, and my place was such that I had to read the book from the bottom (as seen by me) of the page to the top and from left to right....of course, the letters were inverted as well, but with no vowels to confuse the issues, I could interpret what I read any way I wanted anyhow (g).
PS, that episode, by the way, is true, except the book was not Atlas Shrugged nor Fountainhead, but a tome named "Baba Metsia" (Talmud, the "Middle Gate") shortly after my being "deposited" in an extremely orthodox orphanage, short, nevertheless on holy books. Luckily, I was only starting to get acquainted with Hebrew, so it was quite easy to adopt any viewing angle (g/ng), and the lead reader (the one facing the book correctly) read the passages aloud, and after every sentence, we engaged (well I just tried to listen, at least during the first two weeks) in discussions of the passage and the infinite variations of possible interpretations. Excellent training if you want to engage later in life, in Eliot wave reading of the charts. PS, Tittupping was absolutely forbidden during these sessions.
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