As I sit here writing this and gobbling up some yummy papaya I thought of what gave me my love for reading. I remember it being sometime during elementary school, probably around 3rd & 4th grade. One of the first books I really enjoyed and made me want to read more was the Little House on the Prairie Series by Laura Ingalls Wilder. Although the series does not begin with that book it was the first one that I read that got me hooked.
Along the way I started to read them all the way up to 6th grade and I also became obsessed with buying books from the scholastic magazine my teacher would give out. During Middle School I started to check more books out from the library and that was when the Twilight phenomenon started and I was a bit hesitant to reading it. All my friends had read it and they hyped it up so much that I said to myself it can’t be that good, but yeah it was in my humble opinion. From there on I started reading books like Go Ask Alice, Ender’s Game and Perfect Chemistry, you get the picture.
I think I’ve read dozens of good books and dozen of books that could have been better, moral of this story is I wanted to give you a brief history of how I became a book lover! Next Friday I will dive into a flashback review, till next time 🙂 !