Reading chair

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Once upon a time there were books. Stories printed on white sheets of paper, all bound together between two hardcovers. Sometimes there were pictures to help illustrate these stories.

These books were like specials friends who took me to wondrous places, introduced me to amazing characters, and fed my imagination.

When I was young, I would sit for hours transported into my stories. I would hide under my blankets at night, reading by the yellow glow from my flashlight. Thinking I was doing something forbidden, my adventure were all the more exciting.

I met characters who became friends… Laura, who grew up on the prairie; and Heidi who lived with her grandfather in the Alps; and Charlie who won a chocolate factory.

I traveled to realms far off in another galaxy and to magical mythical lands, where I mingled with fanciful creatures – unicorns and dragons, Hobbits and elves, Martians and Lilliputians.

Those days are long past, but I can still get lost in a book, become attached to its characters and their lives. I miss the hours I spent in these other worlds, cherishing what few opportunities I now find to let my imagination fly free.

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  1. Like you, I LOVED to get lost in books when I was a kid. The public library was one of my favorite places to go and I would check out as many books as I could manage to carry back home while riding my bike. I can actually remember my mom telling me to put the books down and go outside and play!

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    • When I was a kid, books were my best friends. I could get completely lost in a story. I should use my library more now too. It would certainly save me a lot of money and bookshelf space.

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  2. OMGosh, love the pic!
    When I worked in child care I read to the babies a LOT (I had one year olds). My biggest pride is when one of them would, on their own, grab a book and pretend to read.

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  3. One of my greatest joys is seeing my 8 month old son pull the hard cover books off of the bottom shelf and start flipping through the pages…also, one of my greatest pains is seeing my 8 month old son pull a hard cover book off the bottom shelf and rip out the pages…

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  4. I read in my room or my parents basements. But my grandparents, the ones who passed away, had this huge living room couch that made me look like I was 2 all the time. I would read comics, books, and magazines there.

    That picture is adorable.

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  5. Beautifully written! I totally relate, I would hide in my room reading constantly while my mum shouted for me to ‘go outside and play!’ I thought that when I got older I would read non stop, no one ever tells you that life gets in the way…

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