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Personal Experiences with Reading

I actually particularly enjoy reading. I was trying to understand where this love came from. I think the starting point was during my childhood; I wasn’t really allowed to watch a lot of tv, so my source of entertainment was reading. In the summer time my mother only allowed us to be inside a certain amount of time. Kids need fresh air. Well when my brothers ran around with the pets, or played with their toys I read outside with my mother. I’m not sure if it was because I wanted to be like my mother originally or if I just enjoyed reading with her. We would lay a blanket outside in the grass. My memories of reading outside are images of warm wonderful sunrays, soft blankets, cool lemonade, and closeness to my mother. These positive associations are not always experienced when reading, now I begin to react emotionally to the stories I read and I begin to deeply connect with the characters. Now my attraction to books is the fact that books can transport me to another place, time, world.

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