Reading and I have never really
gotten along. It always been kind
of like a “I only do it if I have to” kind of relationship. When I was younger my mom used to make
me read to her to try and make me like it. She always hoped that it would be something I loved to
do. As I got older everyone always
said that I would grow into reading.
Looking at the reality of things, I slowly go more and more distant from
it.
When
I was about three or four I would lay in bed with my dad and read books by Dr.
Seuss. Dr. Seuss was always one of
my favorite authors. My dad
and I would read whenever we, or mostly he, had time. With him being a police officer he would always work weird
hours, which always changed.
Whenever we had time we would crawl into bed and read for hours. I love my dad very much and this was a
way for us to spend quality time together.
Around 2nd or 3rd
grade reading became a necessity that every student had to do. We had this program called A.R. or
accelerated reading. Every
student had a “goal” that we had to make by the end of the nine weeks. I always hated being forced to read, my
personal opinion is that we should be able to choose weather we wanted to read
or not. Anytime that I am forced
to do something it normally won’t happen.
I always want to have an option on what I want to do.
Now that I am almost in the adult
world, I know that reading is something that we will need in our everyday
life. My mother absolutely loves
to read, it is one of her favorite things to do to pass time. She is always reading, she is
constantly downloading new books on her IPad and her Kindle; she always has a
new book to read. My dad, brother,
and I are very alike when it comes to reading. We all try and avert reading when possible.
If I ever do pick up a book, it is
more than likely going to be something about murders or mysteries. I love to read books that literally
keep me on edge, that make me finish.
For me, books that I actually enjoy reading would be books that make me
want to skip a few pages ahead to figure out what’s going to happen next.
So needless to say, my relationship
with reading is an up and down rollercoaster. One day I’m readings best friend, and the next it’s my worst
enemy. Reading doesn’t really fit
into my life. It’s one of those
things that is irrelevant to my current lifestyle, maybe one day I will be able
to fit it in. I really hope I can.
