Books

I have always thought that I had a slightly unhealthy enjoyment of books. I was hooked at a young age by my mother. Her father, my grand father, was a librarian and had instilled a love of reading in my mother that was given to me with time. After my mother hooked me, every time I went to the library I would consistently read more, and more complex books in hope of being satisfied. But one thing that I learned with time is that the more you read, the more there is a hunger inside you that keeps you reading, more and more.

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It got to the point that in  about fourth grade, I was reading about ninth grade level material and fully comprehending it. This also saw an increase in my language comprehension. And from that saw an improvement in my school work.

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Now comes the sad point. With the major introduction of electronics into my life, I have slowly reading less and less over the years. Coming to the point where I could previously read through the entirety of a book, it would now take me about a week to get through the same book. This is not because I have slowed down my reading. It just takes longer to read. However, I still enjoy reading and loving picking up a book to read.