Well first of all, if you haven't already guessed - I
love to read. I think my mom did a wonderful job of instilling a love of books in me pretty early on. I can still remember the way she read books to us as children, she put so much energy into it and would do all the voices, it was like we were actually there - in the story. Basically she taught me how to escape into books and I've been doing it ever since. When I was in elementary school I did so much reading that I often read books beyond my reading level and so found myself going to my mom to ask what a word meant. When I was about eight, I can specifically remember taking her my book and asking, "what does 'whores dee overs' mean?" she laughed and said, "Oh! That's hors d'oevres. It's French, that's why it's spelled different than it sounds." And so it went through my childhood - lots of reading, involving lots of using my mom as my own personal dictionary and lots of family trips to the library where I would bring home stacks and stacks of books to last until we got to go to the library again... And now I pretty much do the same thing. Lots of trips to the library, bringing home stacks of books to read. Only now, since I'm an adult, I no longer use my mom as my own personal dictionary (that's what Google is for) and through the convenience of the internet I get to go online, search the virtual shelves, and then request my books. So after a little bit of (impatient) waiting, I get an email letting me know my books are (finally) ready to be picked up. It's rather fantastic. And you are pretty much guaranteed to never find me without a book in my bag.
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