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Dear me,
I didn't mean to, but I bought more books. One of which was a book that finally made my brain click and realize that hey reading actually is fun. True, it was for school, but it worked to my teacher's advantage. She got people to enjoy reading.
Anyway, backtracking a few steps. It started in 6th grade. My teacher made everyone do a reading bingo. Each square was a different genre. If you filled out every single spot then you got a pretty nice reward, like some kind of food. I love food so that was enough incentive for me to read. It was a bit of a chore, reading random books and filling out a paper on each book, and I often kind of dreaded it. However, that all changed when I read Dragon Rider by Cornelia Funke. It truly helped me escape my reality and before you knew it, I was done. I may not remember much about it, but I was hooked.
Before I fully grasped it myself, it led me to a spiral of fantasy and young adult books and then (almost) anything else that was under the sun. Like sure I still had to write a paper on it, but at that point, I didn't mind. It wasn't a book that was forced onto me. It wasn't something that constantly reminded me of how "gifted" I was or how "advanced" I was. The best part, I didn't have to take a test on it for AR (accelerated reader) club. I just let the story take me away without having to worry about the mechanics of it. The other best part was that I got a snack from it.
Anyway, I just wrote all of this down to hopefully show others that no matter how "late" you are to read in life, it doesn't matter. You don't have to start from inside the womb, you just need to start somewhere. Even if it requires a bit of a push and maybe some food.
Now that I think about it, that probably explains why I read while eating my meals nowadays.
And now the weather:
~ Stacy N.
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