i don't remember learning to read, but I was always read to. My mother was a teacher, and I suspect if I was showing interest, she would have encouraged me in the correct way. I was always ahead of my classmates at reading. We had fabulous reading schemes in which you did a class part and then work cards that were colour coded to your ability, so no one was pushed too hard. I read voraciously and often books that were aimed for older kids.
Both my DDs could recognise their names when they started school. DD2 is dyslexic and struggled (and still struggles) with blending. She knew the individual sounds, but blending them together was beyond her. She wasn't reading for pleasure until her teens. I hasn't done her any harm, as she has just graduated from university with a difficult joint degree and is doing a Master's.
My kids always had books and they preferred me to read to them, as I did the voices, whereas XH found the whole thing utterly boring (I never saw him open a book in the 24 years we were together) and read in a monotone. When moving house after the marriage break-up, I passed the kids' books (Some of which we had intended to keep because they were so lovely, but we didn't have room) to my niece and nephew. They had not a single book in that house, but they each had a TV... By the time they moved a few years later, the books were all gone.
Each child will read when ready, but I do think its better to let them learn by play and if they are ready to pick up reading, then they will.