Throughout my life I’ve often been dubbed as a bookworm. I have worn this label proudly since I was a child. Honestly I think my hunger for reading began even before I could read. Sounds impossible doesn’t it? My mom is who I thank for this. She started reading to me at a very early age. Some of my favorite childhood memories are of my sister and me snuggled under a brightly colored quilt on a crisp fall morning waiting for the bus. My mom would sit next to us and read aloud Superfudge.
In 1st grade Mrs. Ligon had shelves of books she encouraged us to take home. I can remember eagerly picking out which ones to load in my backpack and enjoy at home with my mom. While the 1st grade reading contest did motivate me (I’m slightly competitive) even after the contest I didn’t stop.
In 7th grade, Mrs. Ballard was my reading teacher. Each week we were expected to write a letter to her about what we were reading. I loved having the chance to pour my thoughts out on the particular novel I was engrossed in at the time. What I loved even better was the fact that Mrs. Ballard wrote back to me. She would even give me suggestions of books to read that I still love today.
In high school Mrs. Cates made us read a classic for our college English class. I picked out Jane Eyre and probably would have quit about 50 pages in if she wouldn’t have kept pushing me to continue. Boy am I glad I took her advice. To this day it’s a novel that I’ve read over and over.
Today, it seems I can’t find enough time to get lost in pages of words. The problem is now I have responsibilities that get in the way. Things like a changing diapers and vacuuming. However, I still manage to squeeze 15 minutes here and there throughout the day to dive into my book of choice.
As you can see, the pleasure I find in reading literature has grown as I have grown. There is now a sense of overflow. Please don’t misunderstand me. I can never be full of literature and come to a stopping point. What I mean is that I want others to enjoy reading the written word as much as I do most specifically my four kiddos.
In this space, I would love to share with you what we are reading in our household. I have no intention of bashing authors or a style of writing or someone’s story. Primarily, what I say here will be about books we are reading and what we think of them. Nothing fancy, just our thoughts. We hope you enjoy!
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