My mom SWEARS that I memorized my books when I was little and could recite them back by rote. I prefer to believe that I had super brain and could read at three.
Books have always been my friends. We moved allot while I was growing up. SO when I was in a new place and didn't know any of the kids I'd grab a book. You would find me curled up someplace on a bed, on the porch steps, in a tree, sprawled in the tub.
Louisa May Alcott taught me what it was like to have sisters.
Nancy Drew took me on may adventures and helped me pay attention to details that made me a great solver of "mysteries" in my time. ( Yep don't watch a mystery with me because I almost always know who done it before the end.)
We had Scholastic Book Club and even though we didn't have much money my Mom always let me buy some books. Runaway Pony Runaway Dog The Incredible Journey, and Old Yeller, Where the Red Fern Grows, And the Yearling. I loved all those animals they taught me about loyalty and friendship.
The Little House books by Laura Ingalls Wilder taught me history of our country, and the way of life on the frontier. But it also showed me the bonds of courage, perseverance, love, and family. Ma, Pa, Laura and Mary, Carrie and the dog Jack whiled away many Saturday Afternoons. And I never got tired of looking at the Illustrations the one that I remember most is the two little girls looking out the back of the covered wagon while their little dog trotted along beneath....
When I got into Jr. High it was Go Ask Alice, My Darling My Hamburger, Mrs. Mike that I borrowed from my friends. I actually picked reading as an elective. The teacher Mrs. Johnson said "Suzie, you read great why are you in my class?" I said "Because I love to read, tell me what to read." So I read the Classics, The Call of the Wild, A tale of two Cities, Jane Eyre, some Science Fiction , Fahrenheit 451, the Illustrated Man, This Perfect Day. A little Romance, Wuthering Heights and Love Story.
Of course I was curious about S-E-X and when I babysat for this Hip young couple and had put the kids to bed I'd sneak into the bookcase and read Everything you wanted to know about Sex *but were afraid to ask, and Our Bodies Ourselves. When I would tell my friends about what I read we would all giggle and laugh and could not BELIEVE that stuff. It said to get naked take a mirror and look at your WHAT? And we would roll over holding our sides and thinking those people must be nuts.
When I got into High School I discovered a writer named Stephen King who opened up a whole new avenue of stories. I spent many nights deliciously scared and sad when it was over but could not wait for the next horrible tale! When I did my Senior Oral book Report in English the room was dead silent as I told the story of the town of Salem's Lot and the vampires who invaded. It was only supposed to be a hour but the teacher let me tell the rest of the story the next day and everyone sat like they were watching a play. That awakened in me a longing to be a good story teller to hold a audience in thrall, under a spell of attention because of a good story, that's powerful.
Of course I married a man who loves to read and had a boy who I read to even when I was pregnant. You will always find us with either a book, a magazine, or reading on our space age Kindle or I-pad.
But I can tell you this. Reading has made me a person, or great imagine and curiosity, a lover of a good story, classic, or modern, and a believer in the magic of becoming someone else. No matter where you are, no matter whether man, woman, or child.
You can go places and do things, see people and great countries, even other planets, and never leave your chair.
So turn of the TV, step away from the computer, make yourself a drink, crack a book, and have an adventure....