I can’t remember when or how I learnt to read but somewhere during my early years I was taught. I do have some memories of being read to by my dad and they are good memories. I have memories of being in the library and reading a book about a Koala Bear called Melissa. My parents have an embarrassing memory of going out for a meal and coming back to find that the neighbour who had been watching me, had been asked to read the same book over and over again to me – why were they embarrassed? Well the book was about how boys and girls are different. I also have a memory of when I was about six when I changed schools due to a house move and getting very upset at given a small thin book as a reading book. My reading book before that was a big chunky one which naturally I wanted to continue to having.
Obviously working in a library I have access to books and recently came across a book called The Big Stone Gap Bookstore I thought it was one of those books that fictionalises an aspect from another series and presumed it was a take on the Big Stone Gap series by Adriana Trigiani – imagine my surprise to find out that this book was actually non fiction, real and that Big Stone Gap is a REAL PLACE! 😀
I love stories about small town America. I have visited New York City which was wonderful but I have a dream to travel to places that are small town America and places like Lancaster County (Amish). To think now may be one day I could visit Big Stone Gap? It’s joined the list!
The thing that I love about Wendy Welch’s book is that she shares her love of reading. I do love reading but found a few years ago when hubby’s health took a slight turn for the worst that I lost my reading mojo. It was bad. You are looking at a lass who used to eat books and could easily read a book in 24 hours. I never went anywhere with out a book.
I was given suggestions of how to overcome it but nothing worked. I would pick up a book and read the same line over and over again. Nothing would sink in.
Luckily knitting saved me at that point. Wendy also knits – just out of interest! However my reading mojo has never really recovered so when I do find a book that I enjoy reading I am grateful.
Reading is something that many do take for granted like you dear reader reading these words. Have you ever imagined what it would be like if you couldn’t read? Would you be able to cope? I once was asked to do some training on that subject. I used pictures and instructions to operate a piece of equipment which were written in a foreign language. There was a lot of nervous laughter as they tried to understand but the message did get across – if you can’t read life can be very difficult.
So next time you read a magazine or a newspaper, that text book for your degree, that classic for your English Literature class, that bus timetable, that cake recipe or even a book for enjoyment remember to give thanks!