Not sure if I have mentioned this, but I love reading. Now I'm not talking about sitting down to relax and read the side of a cereal box or milk carton. Nope, no ingredient list for me. I enjoy reading a good book.
Unfortunately, I don't always have the luxury to sit down and enjoy reading due to time constraints, but I do the best I can with the little free time I do have available.
It may sound crazy that a dyslexic enjoys reading, but I do. Sure I may have to re-read a sentence here and there, (and there again) but it's all worth it in the end when I finally turn to that final chapter and read the last syllable of the final page.
Of course I can't talk about reading and not thank my mom for helping me learn my ABC's at an early age. That act was a huge factor for helping me excel in my reading once I entered school.
See, when I was a younster, we didn't have pre-K, pre-pre-K, or anything like that where I lived. No sir, it was Mama Castillo that took on the task of teaching me what the letter A and C looked like. And it was no easy task, I tell you what. Just try and ask her how long it took me to master the alphabet.
Anyhow, one thing is for sure, by my first day of kindergarten I was one of the few kids in my class who already knew how to read. Every day, a few of us in the class were taken to a corner in the classroom. While we huddled around in the corner, each of us taking turns reading out loud to the teacher, the rest of the students sat around gluing together popsicle sticks or coloring pictures of clouds, puppies, rainbows or something like that.
My reading ability progressed quickly while in kindergarten. By first grade I was an advanced reader for my age. Being in the first grade also meant access to the school library and rights to check out books to take home.
I'll never forget my first visit to the school library. While the rest of the class was perusing the Dr. Seuss section of the school library, the librarian took me aside and led me to another section of the library: the section of books with actual chapters. No 10 or 20 pagers for me anymore. No, I was moving up. I was living large, page number-wise. You wouldn't think it, but I was so excited to read a book with chapters. I felt important. I felt smart. I felt like I could tackle the first grade with ease. Piece of cake.
While I glanced back to see the rest of my classmates fighting over some pop-up books, the librarian reached over, chose a book from a shelf, and said to me, "I think you would enjoy this book."
I will never forget that book, the first chapter book I ever read:
The Hundred Dresses by Eleanor Estes
To this day I don't know what that librarian saw in me or why she thought I would fall in love with that book, but she knew what she was doing. I was entranced by the book, I couldn't read it fast enough. I probably finished half of it by the time I got home. No TV for me, no, once I arrived home I had to finish the book. I had to find out how it ended.
I finished the book that evening and couldn't wait to return to the library the following week to get another book.
And it's been like that since then. I finish one book and can't wait to find another to satisfy my craving.
So there you have it. That is the book that started my admiration for the written word.
Many thanks to all the mothers and librarians in the world who continue to encourage children to enjoy reading.
So what are you waiting for? Go read a book!
Update: Kelli's comment reminded me to post this.
Here is what I am currently reading:
Texas in Her Own Words - as told to Tweed Scott
I have to thank a story I did for Revista for helping me discover this book. Texas in Her Own Words is filled with interviews conducted with a variety of Texans, including Willie Nelson and Sarah Guerra of Guerra's Taquitos and More in Victoria, Texas. Not only are the interviews a great read, but the book is filled with many factoids about Texas. The book is available for sale online and also locally, at Guerra's Taquito's and More.
The Devil Wears Prada
The author of this novel, Lauren Weisberger worked as an assistant to Anna Wintour, the editor of Vogue magazine. So it would be fitting to say that some of Weisberger's experiences transferred over in the form of the narrarator of the novel, Andrea Sachs who goes to work for Miranda Priestly, the all-powerful editor of Runway magazine. Is truth stranger than fiction? If you are a fan of fashion magazines, you will enjoy the portrayal of life behind-the-scenes of fashion and glamour. Additionally, this book has also been made into a movie which will be in theaters June 30.
Michael Crichton is at it again, and this time his thriller, Prey introduces us to the field of nanotechnology. As with Jurassic Park, prepare to be frightened by science once again. Computers, tiny robots, what else can you ask for in a novel?
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