After reading Terri's post about reading, I feel inspired to talk a bit about books.
I have loved books for as long as I can remember.
As a child I remember building up a collection of Ladybird books. These were a mix of children's stories and historical books about famous people. I remember reading about Henry V and the Battle of Agincourt over and over again. Hm, I guess some things never change!
As I grew up I read a range of books, but tending towards historical fact and fantasy/sci-fi fiction. Harry Harrison, Azimov, Tolkien, etc. sit along side books about Stalingrad and the Battle of Agincourt. No I don't still have that Ladybird book...
Some people can only read a book once. Mrs RC is one of these. To me, some books are like old friends that I never tire of reading. I have read The Lord of the Rings cover to cover 4-5 times and have dipped in at random points more times than I can count. Similarly my collection of Terry Pratchett books is battered and thumbed, uncomplaining witness to my repeated readings.
I love to sink into a good story and read at every opportunity. I am well known for walking down the street while reading a book, glancing up to check that I am not about to walk into a post or something. Sometimes something I read triggers a chain of thought and I find that I am staring through the page and seeing something completely different, maybe reliving a lost memory or developing a strange idea for something. It is good to escape life from time to time...
We encouraged our children to read from an early age and they all enjoy reading in some form or other. The hardest to get going was our eldest daughter. Due to her disability she had difficulty imagining things that are not real. It was not until she was 12-13 that she finally cracked it. We were home tutoring her by this time and my wife had got her to read a story called "Goodnight Mr Tom", about a family during the Second World War. It is a really sad story, and it had my daughter in tears. Ha, I am almost crying just thinking about it! But it seemed to turn a switch in her mind and allowed her to imagine for the first time in her life.
Books are wonderful things.