Do you remember where you were the first time you heard one of your favorite books?
I totally do.
I had a 3rd grade teacher, who everyday after we came in from lunch recess would perch herself upon her tall stool at the front of the class, and read to us.
Sometimes, when it wasn't a book I particularly liked, it seemed to take HOURS for her to get through it. Sometimes, when it was a GREAT book, suddenly she couldn't be up on that stool long enough.
One of the books she read to us was James and the Giant Peach.
My teacher also read Charlotte's Web to us. I wanted to be IN the book. I wanted the pet pig Wilbur as my own.
I grew up loving (and still do), The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein.
As a teenager I read Gone with the Wind once...
When I was learning more about planting and eating more healthy with my family, I read Barbara Kingsolver's Animal, Vegetable, Miracle, and wanted to do exactly as she and her family did for a year of eating only what they had grown and stored away themselves.
Books can take us away to someplace we've never been before, or someplace we've always dreamed of visiting. They can grab you suspensefully or turn you off completely.
I cannot imagine NOT loving to read. It's very relaxing to me, and I wish my kids shared my love of it more than they do.
I came across this title maybe on Amazon in the last couple of weeks, and I'd love to read it.
Tell me... do you remember where you were the first time you heard a book you'll never forget? Are you a reader?