October 2014

Hour 18 – Let’s Get Brainy!

Hey folks! How are my late night ladies and gents doing? This is Andi from Estella’s Revenge here to lead you through hours 18, 19, and 20. I thought we’d kick this stretch off with some brainy goodness…some reflection…some deep thought and sharing.

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No, I am not kidding! Obviously we’ve all vowed to do this crazy thing together. This big READING THING. So I have to ask…

Why do you read?  Is it an inborn trait? Something you or your family nurtured in you? I’d love to know! Holler at me in the comments.

 

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52 thoughts on “Hour 18 – Let’s Get Brainy!”

  1. I think I read because of my Great Grandmother. She loved books and being from a rural area, they were not always easy to come by in her day. Somehow she built a library for herself and those shelves were my companions as a child. She never limited what I read based on my age. It’s what led me into not only being a lifelong reader and eventual librarian but also quite the book hoarder too. When she died I inherited her books…movers love me. 😉

  2. It has to be something I was born to. My mother is not a reader, and I drove her a little nuts – nose in a book when I was supposed to be doing chores.

  3. I really don’t know where I got it from. My mom enjoys reading but she isn’t an avid reader I would say. I think it just came naturally. I remember going to the library, picking out over 20 picture books, going home and reading them all out loud in one sitting. I had a huge bookshelf and the bookfair was heaven at school. It’s just part of who I am I suppose 😛

  4. LOL! The women in my family were readers, but they’re all very “accounting” and I’m more “artsy.” So they thought I was an oddball with my fiction.

  5. Reading has always been my personal form of escapism. To such a grand extent that I had to give it up for fear of losing myself in daydreams: it is why I read non-fiction over fiction now.
    My family instilled in me the desire and wonder of reading at a young with the likes of Seuss, Berenstain (x2), Poe, Grimm, Tolkien, and Lewis. I was almost always fought to be the fastest and most gluttonous reader in my elementary classes.
    And then I reached an age where my desire to read the tales mutated in a desire to inspire them and bring them to life. And now, I write.

  6. First off, loving that Matilda GIF.

    As for your question, I think it’s something I fell into as a kid. I didn’t have siblings and my parents kept rather odd hours, so I had to find ways to entertain myself a lot of the time. Reading and writing were really important parts of my childhood.

    I fell out of the habit as I got older (I still read, just not voraciously), but over the last few years I’ve rediscovered my love for the written word and now constantly have a book with me wherever I go. I have to say, it’s been lovely to be a book worm again.

    Happy reading, everyone!

  7. My mom was an avid reader when I was growing up and I always loved going to the library. I devoured books my entire childhood. My mom would read a lot of what I read as a teenager and we would discuss them. Now days I’m married to a man who reads even more than I do so it’s something we share. I can’t imagine not reading.

  8. My mom taught me read when I was maybe 5. She died when I was 7 going on 8 and I guess I went into books to feel her close again. Afterwards they have just become part of my daily life and it still feels like they keep me close to her 🙂

  9. Back in high school days, a friend mine had a brother who was reading continuously. In band rehearsal, when the director stoped the music to test the clarinet players, my friend’s brother would put down his trombone, pick up a book, and start reading. He did this in the stands at football games, too, while we waited to march at half-time. My friend said his brother believed that, “all the knowledge in the world can be gained from books.” And for some reason, that stuck with me.

    I’m a slow reader, but I do read a lot. And although I would slightly tweak my friend’s brother’s statement, just the idea that that there is so much out there for the taking, and all we need to do is invest some time by taking it in by opening a book. That’s stuck with me over 30 or so years.

  10. I started reading books for fun a bit late. When I was 14. Until then I pretty much thought reading was a waste of time. But I was a very different person back then. Pessimistic, always with bad-luck and a bit depressed. I don’t know what drove me to pick up that one book, but it changed my life. It was exactly what I needed to turn my life around. If you met me know you wouldn’t believe I used to be like that. So books were my salvation. They give me hope. That’s why I keep on reading.

  11. My mom is a big reader, but my dad is the one who would go to the library with me for hours at a time. I think I became a reader because I felt (feel) like its one of the only things I’m good at! And it’s endlessly fun and wonderful to read!

  12. I started reading as an escape from the real world. When I was a kid I always thought my life was so boring and uninteresting. So I would read fantasy adventure books and pretend that i was in the world I was reading about. I grew up (i’m 20 now) but I still pretend sometimes. 🙂

  13. I couldn’t pass up the Matilda GIF. You know it.

    Our histories with reading are very similar, Shaina. I spent a lot of time, as an only child, at my grandparents’ house in the middle of nowhere while my mom worked. Reading was a great escape. I fell out of it as a teen and in early college, but I came roaring back. Now, it’s just an everyday need.

  14. I started reading a lot when I was in 8th grade (I’m currently a sophomore in college). I loved reading when I was little and then from about 4th grade to 8th grade I hated reading. I didn’t enjoying it and I didn’t know why other people enjoyed it. I started getting bullied and I wanted an escape. I wanted to be able to “live” a different life than mine for a few hours a day. Then I picked up Saving Zoe by Alyson Noel and my world completely changed. She was the one that got me back into reading. She’s the reason that I have over 200 books on my very tiny bookshelves. I am grateful to her and her books because I don’t know where I would be today if I never picked up that book. Over the years I’ve even encouraged my mom and my sister to read more. My mom has a huge collection of books but would never read. My sister hated reading and didn’t have very many books. When they saw me constantly reading, they decided to try reading as well and now they both have very large collections of books. We basically have 3 mini libraries in our house!

  15. That’s amazing that your mom discussed books with you. I feel sure mine would’ve, but we like completely different books. Now that I’m older we’ll read some of the same non-fiction, and it’s so much fun to discuss with her.

  16. I always, always had books growing up. My mom never got her GED until in her 30s, but she always had a book in her hand, something that stuck with me. My entire family is full of readers, and I was encouraged to read. Books would be stacked everywhere in my house, and I was encouraged to read outside of my age level if I could. I remember in grade 5 I read The Outsiders by S.E Hinton, a book that was assigned reading in grade 9.
    Story time was a big thing when I was younger and eventually reading became a habit. When things got rough for me books became my escape, and they still are. Books are always there for you, and can take you to so many places.

  17. for the first 14 years of my life I hated reading because I am dyslexic and my reading did not really improve till I was 13 almost 14 and then I thought it was ok but I did not really fall in love with reading till my 14th birthday party when my older sister got me the first four books in a series called canterwood crest by Jessica Burkhart once I read those it was like a domino effect and I fall in love with books. Now 4 years later I’ve read over 150 books, own over 200 books, starting my own BookTube and in my first readathon. It been a great journey with books so far I can’t wait to see what’s next

  18. Wow, that is strikingly similar! It’s lovely to find someone who reads for such similar reasons. 🙂

  19. Why do I breathe? Lol ok maybe my tiredness is making me a bit dramatic? But I seriously am miserable when I haven’t read in a couple days, so its as essential to my mental health as breathing to my physical health. And CLEARLY more important than sleep. I think I became a big reader because I couldn’t read for a while – I had trouble with my eyesight and I almost got held back in first grade because I was so behind my class. But they figured out I needed glasses and decided to give me a chance. I showed up to second grade the top reader in my class. I

  20. YESSSS! I’ve always felt like every book is a possibility to learn, expand, and grasp that knowledge. Love that sentiment.

  21. That is AWESOME! I’ve been a teacher for 10 years, and I was always telling my students that even if they didn’t like reading, there WAS a book for them out there somewhere. They just had to find it. Glad reading was such a transformative experience for you!

  22. That is fantastic to be able to pinpoint an author that changed your perception of reading! For me it was the classic dystopias in high school: Fahrenheit 451 and Brave New World. And I adored Flannery O’Connor for her twistedness.

  23. That’s a beautiful thing! I’ve agonized over the best way to introduce my son to reading, and I’ve decided reading to him, of course. And hopefully him seeing me read will be a significant influence. <3

  24. The weird thing is that I have always been the only reader in our family: mum – dad – brother are not really interested in books or reading. I guess my mum read to me but they rarely read for themselves.
    In my early childhood we had a library at walking distance and soon I was allowed to go there on my own. Whenever it was open, I would be there 🙂

  25. That is AWESOME, Amanda! My husband is dyslexic and his experience was similar. He reads a lot and he LOVES audiobooks. Great that you had a transformative experience!

  26. Why do you read? I have to blame that to my father who is an avid reader and a mad writer. Reading, like education is very important in my family. My mom is a teacher and my father a lawyer and a writer. Both have always felt reading is part of a person development and because there is not a better way to spend your free time than submerged in a book. Reading is my scape, reality can always wait.

  27. My parents read to me literally when I was in the womb so I was introduced quite young. *g* Both of my parents are readers and encouraged me to read, read, read! My favorite playground wasn’t the actual one but the library or bookstore. Forget toys, my parents knew it was books I truly cherished.

    One of my fondest memories was my Dad always taking me to the library straight from school when it let out for Winter/Spring Break or Summer. I’d always max out my allotment and stack up on books. I’m so happy they passed on a love of words to me!

  28. Ahhh, yes! The book loading before school breaks was the best. My mom always bought me books for Christmas and gave me the lot as the break was starting. I’d have them done by the end. 🙂

  29. Okay, so I need to shake off the sleepiness coming over me!!! My parents weren’t big readers, although my dad read the newspaper every night. I have very clear memories of him sitting down to read the paper every evening, and I really cherish that memory of him. I’m sure that had a big impact on me.

    Other than that, my parents said that they gave me those little books with records to read to me, and they literally couldn’t pull me away. I would ask for them to be read to me again and again and again until I was old enough to run the record player on my own. 🙂 It, at least, got my parents out of reading to me for hours on end. Once I could read on my own, we were off and running! They would send me to my grandmother’s house to read to her, and she would nap in her chair as I read to her. Such awesome memories!

    Thanks for asking us to share!

  30. I loved the book haul for gifts. It’s funny how mom always would use books as some sort of “trick” to keep me busy. Umm…no trick there. New books? Yay! 🙂

  31. I read for many reasons, for escapism, to learn, to put myself in someone else’s shoes. I am often saddened to learn people don’t read…what do they do with their time?

  32. I’ve always loved reading. My mom was constantly picking up books for me whenever she went to the bookstore and I was always borrowing books from the library. She was also an avid reader.
    I love getting lost in a book and taking a little vacation from my life 🙂

  33. I think you hit a neve here. Great stories. I was a late reader and had trouble in school. When I was 12 a great aunt was shocked that I didn’t read. She bought me my first comic book. From there I went to Nancy Drew. Then Harlequin romances. You’d never believe that considering what I read now!

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