Last week a woman was telling me about a book I might enjoy and then said, “But you probably don’t have any time to read while working here.”
“Actually, I read every night before bed,” I said. I explained that on my first full day in town one of the first things I did was to go to the library to get myself a card. She was duly impressed.
Then yesterday, a friend e-mailed me this quote: A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. A man who never reads lives only one.
Both of these instances made me think of my mother and how appreciative I am for the fact that, as children, we were read to every night before bed. Dad read to us too, but I mostly remember Mom sitting in the hallway opposite the built-in bookshelf from where we kids had each just picked the book we wanted read that night. We sat surrounding her and she read – with expression – each of our chosen stories.
If you’re reading this now, be grateful for the people in your life that helped you learn to read. Perhaps even send them a note of thanks:)
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I love this post! Great quote! I opened up my Barnes and Noble delivery and just pulled out a book you recommended to me. So I want to thank you for always passing on your recommendations 🙂
It is a wonderful activity, isn’t it?