A Love Read-Discovered
I was in kindergarten
when my passion for reading began. My mom introduced me to many different
series that I would eventually grow up reading and loving: Harry Potter,
Junie B. Jones, Judy Moody, My Weird School, Amelia
Bedelia, A Series of Unfortunate Events, etc. We would laugh and
speculate over the books we read together, and she always knew when the next
one in the series came out. I truly owe my love of reading to my mom and her personal
love of books. Reading easily became a favorite hobby of mine and the desire to
read came naturally to me. Needless to say, reading and language arts became
two subjects I excelled in while I was in elementary school. One of my
childhood dream jobs was to be an author and I even wrote a few of my own
“books” (sheets of computer paper stapled together, with pictures hand-drawn by
me 😉).
My mom was
a “stay-at-home” parent most of the years I was in elementary school. Over those
years, my mom, my brother, and I went to many different libraries frequently. We
participated in multiple summer reading programs every year. I would always
check out books about the topics I was interested in at the given time, and
would re-read my favorite novels repeatedly. My personal bookshelf grew over
the years, to the point where my shelves were double-stacked, causing books to
pile up around my shelf and amass throughout my closet.
Once I
entered high school, I barely read for fun. I was involved in many activities,
so most of my free time was spent at sports practices, games, music rehearsals,
studying, or doing homework. However, taking three years of honors literature sparked
my interest in literary classics. I secretly enjoyed reading those standard works
for HS English courses: To Kill a Mockingbird, Romeo and
Juliet, 1984, Julius Caesar, A Tale of Two Cities, The
Great Gatsby, The Scarlet Letter, Frankenstein, etc. I enjoyed
studying those authors, their themes, the characters, the plot, and essentially
every element of that piece of literature. At times, I really connected to the
stories (e.g. I related certain events to my own life and relationships). I
bought copies of those classics, along with many others that interested me or
ones I wanted to read one day.
My
sophomore year of college is when I not only rediscovered my love for reading, but
when my true passion and desire to read began. After watching The Theory of
Everything and The Danish Girl that summer, and after having seen
the first Fantastic Beasts movie that fall, I fell in love with Eddie
Redmayne. I decided I wanted to read the plays and novels that many of his film
and theatre roles were adapted from. I first saw the 2012 adaptation of Les
Misérables my sophomore year of high school, which was also the first of
Eddie’s movies I had ever watched. It quickly became one of my favorites and I
bought a copy of the Les Mis novel because I loved the film so much. So,
I decided I’d give Les Mis another chance/
I tried starting
“the brick” (yes, some people do call it that!) many times after I first bought
it, but never got very far. However, after seeing Beasts in 2016, I
decided I would finally read it after owning it for over three years. Looking
back, choosing a 1000+ page novel as the first book to read after not
having read much in years was probably not the wisest idea on my part.
Regardless, I became absolutely immersed in the story. The Les Mis
movie and stage productions are brilliant, of course, but I was amazed by the
many layers of Victor Hugo’s original story. Hugo writes so beautifully and
descriptively; all the main and secondary characters’ backstories are much more
deep and complicated than what a screen or stage can portray. Hugo interweaves
history, religion, love, politics, poetry, and philosophy within the main plot,
so the novel doesn’t just come across as a novel. I was sometimes brought to
tears by various moments throughout the story. Reading Les Mis soon became
my one of my favorite pastimes; I would read it between classes, before bed, or
whenever I had spare time. The more I read Les Mis, the more I realized
how much I missed reading in general. I forgot the feeling of losing one’s self
in a story and the inability to stop reading something you genuinely enjoy.
At the beginning
of 2017, I decided that my New Year’s resolution would be to read more. It was
a simple goal, but I just knew I wanted to make reading a priority in my life
again. The afternoon I set that goal for myself, I eagerly Googled a list of
classics and jotted title after title down. The works of Shakespeare, Austen,
Tolstoy, Fitzgerald, Dickens, the Brontës, and many others filled my page. For
the first time in years, I felt truly excited about the idea of reading for
pleasure again. I welcomed the challenge of reading (sometimes daunting)
classic literature.
A few
months after setting my resolution goal, I added a second major in English
alongside my first major. Before I officially added the second major, I
remember browsing through the course catalog and landing upon the English major
pages. I was so intrigued by the courses offered and the genres of literature
one could study: Arthurian, Romantic, Victorian, Shakespeare, history of the
English language, etc. Taking these courses meant I would have the opportunity
to read many of the classics on my TBR while also studying the novels in depth.
One of my English teachers in HS once told me she could see me majoring in English
when I got to college. Her words always stuck
with me, and were what strongly convinced me to declare the second major.
Today, my passion
for reading is definitely the strongest it’s ever been. Since I set that 2017
reading goal for myself, I’ve physically written down every book on my TBR that
I’ve read. Lately I’ve realized that since winter 2016, I’ve read about 200
books! My TBR list continues to grow and I’m constantly finding new books that
interest me between social media, libraries, and bookstores. When I worked at
my local library, I was introduced to so many different authors and was
constantly presented with so many interesting books. I love talking about
reading and books with my parents, both of whom are also avid readers. Over the
past few years I also developed a dream of working in a publishing house, a
dream that I am now determined to finally pursue.
(Photo was taken by me)
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