So, it was just the alphabet but I didn’t mind because I knew was on my way to becoming a reader. By first grade, we were reading. I remember sitting in reading groups of 4 or 5 while the teacher had us read passages aloud. I loved this. I always secretly wanted to read more. But I never asked. I was not that kid squirming in their seat, hand raised and waving furiously. I was reserved about my new passion.
One day on the bus I was reading a book my mother had just brought back for me from a vacation she had taken. It was about a kangaroo named Joey. Happily I read my story. When I heard a couple of older girls next to me snickering, I looked up from my pages to see why. They were pointing to the back of my book. I flipped it over and there, written in a happy little half circle, was ‘an “easy-to-read” book’. I hadn’t noticed that. I was as humiliated as any 6 year old would be.
But I moved on. I read on.
As the mother of an eight month old little girl, my time to read has become less than scarce. In fact I haven't read a book in 8 months. Despite having very little time at my disposal, I have decided to start reading again, and more than the occasional magazine. I am going to give myself back the greatest of luxuries--time everyday to read a good book. Or what I hope to be a good book.
I have just started The Discovery of Witches by Deborah Harkness. The description says it is, "equal parts history, and magic, romance and suspense". This is the description of everything I could want in a book.
Look for this book in an independent bookstore near you! To find one near you, check out http://www.indiebound.org/
Hi Elspeth,
ReplyDeleteI have been an avid reader from as far back as I can remember.
As a child I was always the first one to be ready for bed, so that I could get those valuable times alone with my latest Enid Blyton find.
Saturday afternoons were always a family time to visit the library, although I had always finished the books long before the following weeks visit and would be pestering my parents for more books.
These days, although I have a house crammed full with books, I have so little time to actually get stuck into a book in the same way as I used to, which I always find very frustrating, and visits to the library are a thing of the past, as most of my books come from charity shops, so that I don't feel pressured into reading to a timescale.
I can't imagine my life or home without books and am constantly amazed at the amount of people I come across, who never pick up a book, either fiction or non-fiction. They have no idea what a treasure they are missing!!!!
Yvonne