I came to writing through my love of reading. A book has always been open waiting for me to finish it since I was thirteen years old. I promised myself when I became an author that I would give up writing if it decreased my time to reading. I’ve held to the promise. I still read as many books as I ever did, maybe more. Because I love books I think everyone else should love them too. That is one of the reasons why I started reading to a class of students.
My oldest son is a second grade teacher. He has asked me a number of times to come read to his class. I’m ashamed to admit that it took me awhile to set time aside to do so. I’ve been a number of times now and have to say that I get more out of it than the children do.
I not only read to them, I ask them questions, quiz them about the story and listen to what they think about the characters. They always surprise me with how smart they are. As a writer and a reader it is my joy to read to the children and I believe my responsibility to pass my love of books on to another generation.
Some friends gave me a stack of children’s books to read my grandchildren when they were born. I’ve already started doing so. I look forward to reading the Little House on the Prairie books to them when they get older and after that the All Things Great and Small series. I’m sure I’ll sprinkle in a Hardy Boys and a Nancy Drew also. Dr. Seuss, Beatrice Potter…
If you aren’t sharing the love of books with someone consider offering to read at a school, library, nursing home or literacy program. I promise that you’ll be glad you did.
What book would you read to someone?