When I was younger I believed in the tooth fairy. I thought that the tooth fairy was capable of more than just taking my tooth for a good price. I figured that I could bargain with this woman and so I did. Instead of giving me money, I would leave her a polite note asking for a book. So when I woke up, the “tooth fairy” would have a book for me. Alice in Wonderland was one of my first books given to me and to this day, I still love the story of Alice falling into a wonderland.
I am a slower reader. I’m not saying it takes me four hours to get through one chapter, but I am in between a medium and slow pace of reading. I used to be in advanced reading classes as a kid, but somewhere along the way I got too lazy or leisurely with reading. But I figure that I still read for pleasure and at least I am reading. Anyhow, I read because it took me away into places, magical lands and the wonders of Disney. You could say I was hooked in at a young age.
For a period of time, I was reading to escape. I liked that there were characters in all these different books that I related to. They understood me. Such as Margaret from Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret by Judy Blume. Call me cliché, but I loved that book. There was also this book I read when my parents were getting divorced that I adored titled P.S. Longer Letter Later. Those two books got me through my awkward stages of youth.
But mostly, I read because I love stories. I like reading them, telling them and being apart of them. It doesn’t matter what kind of story; truthfully, I don’t have a favorite genre (at least not yet). Reading is an adventure and often inspires ideas and adventures of my own. It’s just remarkable what books contribute to my life. I probably sound mildly psychotic but that happens when you are a freak for books. Or when you start our reading because the “tooth fairy” aided you in your quest for the written word…
2 comments:
The Tooth Fairy bearing books is an awesome idea. I would have far preferred to have a good story to wake up to rather than a buck or two. Kudos to your tooth fairy for the original idea.
Also, black text on blue background hurts me eyes. Mayhap white?
I completely relate. Reading is that experience that's similar to a jail break. The escape from the confining and oppressive world we call reality. Unfortunately, just like a jail break the reader will probably come back to reality. I have a question for you: do you speak about fictional characters as if they are alive? That's how you know I'm going through a rough patch in my life. Just wondering if I'm the only one.
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