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I love to read. I love books. I like to talk about books and recommend them. I read everything including cereal boxes and junk mail! I heard once that if you're not reading at least 3 books at a time you're not reading enough! This blog will keep track of the books I've read and whether or not I liked them. It will be a little bit of everything from Christian fiction to Science fiction and fantasy. Feel free to participate by suggesting books to review and giving your comments. Occasionally I am given free books by Publishers in exchange for a review. I am not told how to review them or compensated in any way for the review.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

The pleasure of being read to

I was just reading on another blog about a mother’s experience in reading the Harry Potter series to her child. And I got a funny nostalgic feeling about that. I don’t have kids of my own but I have read many a book to my friends’ children. One of my favourite memories of my soon to be married niece is her 4 year old skepticism that I would know the words of the book her mother gave me to read to her.

But I think what made me nostalgic is thinking about being read to; someone taking the time to sit down and read me a story. I don’t have a lot of childhood memories but one that does stick out is that my elementary school teacher used to read to us after lunch, probably in a vain attempt to calm us down. I don’t remember this but my mom says she finally had to stop reading the 3 Little Pigs book to me as I got so upset every time the wolf showed up.

As adults we don’t really get read to. I suppose the closest thing would be books on tape but somehow that doesn’t seem to have the same warm, fuzzy feeling.

So in this busy month coming up if someone says to you “read me a story”, my advice is to stop what you’re doing, read and create some memories.


  1. My dream job would be to read stories aloud to people, like Stuart McLean does on CBC or Bailey White in Florida.
    My favourite story as a child was the Gingerbread Man. "run, run, as fast as you can," is so empowering.
    The Three Little Pigs is a pretty scary story though. "Not by the hair on my chiny chin chin," is still terrifying.