How Did You Fall in Love with Reading?

Chez Debz

Books and doors are the same thing. You open them, and you go through into another world.

~Jeanette Winterson

Today, I read. For hours. And it felt pretty darn good.

I remember the day like it was yesterday.  Well, there are two ocassions. One was when I was about seven or eight. I was living in Paris, France at the time. My dad had some errands to run downtown. I remember coming across a bookstore and  begged for us to go inside.  Once in the bookstore, I came across a book that I couldn’t let go of so my dad purchased it for me. I carried that book with me everywhere. I read that story over and over again. Then one day, I couldn’t find this precious book of mine. I searched everywhere, but never found it. I cried about it and pouted,  but it didn’t bring the book…

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One thought on “How Did You Fall in Love with Reading?

  1. Not certain. I was told that I used to walk around reading a dictionary when I was a kid. I do not remember this at all. But I have always had an affinity for reading for as long as I can remember. One of my favorite past times is reading, especially whenever I have a couple of hours to spare.

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