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November 11th: Something You Were Taught.
Since I first learned how to read, my parents taught me to love books. I quickly became a bookworm and read everything I could get my hands on. It was quite the treat when our babysitter would take my sister and I down to the public library for the afternoon. In that library, I met the Boxcar Children, Nancy Drew, and the Babysitter's Club. Later, when I moved on to the classics section, I learned to love Charlotte and Emily Bronte, Jane Austen and Charles Dickens. Even though I don't read as often as I'd like anymore, I still relish cuddling up with an old favorite for hours on end and absorbing myself in the story.
I am so thankful that my parents taught me the importance of reading. Reading is an excellent stress reliever and is also a great teacher. As much as I enjoy watching movies or TV shows, they just aren't the same as enjoying a really, really good book. As our society moves further and further into an electronic age, I can only hope that the next generations will still be able to experience the joy that I do every time I turn the final page of a truly great read. Such a great feeling.
(PS - here's a great read on the why our future depends on libraries, reading and daydreaming.)
| a well beloved classic - it's seen better days but is still my favorite |
(PS - here's a great read on the why our future depends on libraries, reading and daydreaming.)
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