Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Then, after a moment, I identified that what I was really feeling was sadness. Whether or not the agency that did this report is credible or not does not fully take away the shock I registered upon reading those numbers.
I did go back to the source and found out that the research for this report was done in 2003. In the last ten years, would you think the numbers would have improved or declined? I feel somewhat pessimistic about this, although I'm certainly not a scientist.
I'm just a reader.
A fully addicted, book hoarding, reader.
So, I cannot imagine a life that is not filled with reading. To me, books are simply one of the major food groups. I need to read to survive and thrive.
When I researched back to the source of the original survey, I also found some telling reactions to it:
"Impressive infographic, but I'm not sure I'm buying it."
"Inspiration for going back to work tomorrow."
"This broke my heart and I need to take to my bed now with wine and a book."
"I couldn't live without books."
My feelings, exactly.
I have such good memories of reading over the years.
As an elementary student, perhaps my favorite "class" of the school week was library class. Its only disappointments to me were having that class only once a week, and also only being allowed to bring home two books. Two books?! I'd be done with those within a day or two and then what?
Later, in middle school and high school, it became clear to me that my parents were also voracious readers. They were suckers for buying good books for my two brothers and me. Along with buying interesting shrubs and flowers for our gardens, the purchase of books for our family was joked as being our "cigarettes and booze" money.
I even recall numerous family vacations over the years in which the majority of souvenirs we brought home were books of some sort.
After I graduated from college, I remember a peculiar joy I felt upon receiving my diploma. I had heard the graduation speech in which we were told how we could now go out and invent things and change the world and blah, blah, blah. What I was most excited about (other than my upcoming marriage) was finally being able to read the books I wanted to read. There were no more lists of required reading printed out on class syllabi for me. I was free.
And then what?
I guess the hubby and I will need a hot date to the local bookstore. A bit of shopping and a good cup of coffee.