I remember the first word I “read” on my own outside of school. I was looking at a tissue box and exclaimed, ” Mom, it says PUFFS!”
We didn’t live near the town library, but we did live within walking distance of our elementary school, where once a month the Book Mobile would park after school. I must have been quite young because I remember having a little trouble getting up the steps of the motor coach, and I can still see the little benches built into the wall, feel the coziness of such a small space packed with books, and hear the kind librarian say, ” You need to make your choice NOW — it’s time we were on our way!” I would have spent the night there if possible!
I must admit that when required school reading took hold I lost enthusiasm. In fact all the way through college and beyond I swore off books. What pulled me back, you ask? Becoming a Mother. I thought it was probably a good idea to encourage our son to read, so I began reading to him daily. As we explored the wonderful world of children’s literature an amazing thing happened; I began to want to read for me! Slowly I figured out that I could read whatever I was in the mood for. I could quit reading something BEFORE I finished it. I even discovered cookbooks at the Pasadena Public Library. Who knew?
Getting a part time job at the McPherson Public Library sealed my fate; surrounded by books and book lovers I joined the ranks of those who live to read. Now I can’t imagine not having two or three books going at a time or curling up on my window seat after a hard day to unwind with a good book. I’ve even got an audio book going most of the time. The journey that began with Dick, Jane and Puff took me to Library Assistant. Who knew?