I’m a
serious reader. By that, I don’t mean that I devour books weekly, and have an
entire stack by my bed. In fact, truth be told, it’s been quite a while since I’ve
read my way through an entire book. I’ve been guilty of dropping quite a few of
them smack, dab in the middle and not finishing them, for reasons I’m not sure,
other than for whatever reason they didn’t entirely hold my interest. This is
not to say that they weren’t well written however. I feel it is more likely due
to something going on within myself. That being said though, a book for me, or
most anything I read, needs to be deep, usually spiritual, although not directly,
and purposeful.
I do daily
read up on current events. It seems to be a need of mine, to know what’s going
on in the world around me. I suppose even though I haven’t worked in the field
for a while now, that I’m a reporter at heart, as I tend to also feel the need
to share my findings on social media.
I like to
read historical fiction, and so have read many of Brock and Bodie Thoene’s books, and others who write in that genre. I also am drawn to memoirs. The saying that ‘the
truth is stranger than fiction,’ is intriguing and often true. I myself have
had some of my own truth questioned, in parts of my memoir. Memoir writing is
perhaps one of the most vulnerable genres one can write in, and even though I
shrink from it at times, at the same time I am fascinated and drawn in by it.
One book
that has piqued my interest in the last while, and I hope to finish by summers
end (meaning I won’t drop it half way through) is such a memoir. It is called
educated (in small letters) by Tara Westover and chronicles the authors life beginning
in hardship and deprivation, from a young girl born in rural Idaho in 1986, to first
setting foot in a classroom at the age of seventeen, and onwards to her further
education at Brigham University and Trinity College and Cambridge University.
Tara was born to survivalists in the mountains, who stockpiled supplies in
the expectation of a government takeover. She and her siblings saw no doctors
or nurses and they were kept so isolated from mainstream society that there was
no help to call when her dysfunctional family slipped into violence or her
father became delusional. I find it hard to grasp that this was this young
girls life in 1986, in one of the most developed countries of the world. It’s
also fascinating and uplifting to read her journey that takes her from such
despair and want right into the some of the most upper education halls, in that
same country. The strength and determination of the human spirit shines forth.
With this month’s
theme being about our summer reading, I can’t help but think, what a fitting
choice; to read about a young woman who wasn’t given the opportunity to read.
It makes me
realize that I take reading for granted. Reading came easy to me in school and
was my most loved subject. From my early years of reading, Curious George, to Charlotte’s
Webb to Little Women, to The Hobbit (plus many more) and on to Shakespeare and
the classics in high school; I wished that, that was all there was to school! It
was the only subject that I was always at the head of the class for; reading
and literature.
I’m most
definitely going to finish this book. Next on my list is another memoir, handed
to me by my daughter-in-law, called From The Ashes by Jesse Thistle. It
chronicles his life in foster care as a young Metis-Cree from Prince Albert and
the abuse he went through, and also the healing. Now living in Toronto, he has
climbed through it all to become an assistant professor in Metis Studies at
York University. The timing of such a book does not escape me with the recent
spotlight on the residential schools in Canada.
I believe
that there is much to learn from a book, whether we agree with it or not. A
book leads us into the lives of others, into our own lives, and our surrounding
world. And no matter the subject, as a Christian, I believe that God wants to
also show up in the pages of the books we choose to read, to lead us ultimately
to Him and His goodness.
I can’t imagine my life without being able to read. Yet in our country and others there are still those who are illiterate or have never been taught to read well. Now I enjoy reading to my Grandchildren, and it was in fact, the first activity I did with the five year old twins who joined our family, five years ago now. I read to them from my sons book that I had read to him as a child called, Butter Cup the Cow, and the bonding began :)
I don't want to continue to take reading for granted. I'm most definitely going to take it more seriously.
Like you, Gloria, I never want to take the gift of books and reading for granted. They are such a gift to our world. I always love to see how one thing leads to another -- you mention our theme 'summertime reading' and how you find yourself now reading about a girl who never had a chance to learn to read. // How exciting to pass along your love of books to your grandkids, sharing books you read to your own kids. Are the grands excited to learn that their mommy or daddy once loved the same books when they were little? Happy reading!
ReplyDeleteWhat a blessing reading is. Thanks to the printed page, we learn so much about people who have passed on or have lived in foreign lands.
ReplyDeleteI'm also glad folks enjoy memoirs. I've written three and I hope my relatives treasure them.
Dear Gloria, thank you for reminding me not to take literacy for granted. What a gift it is to be able to enter so many worlds through stories others have written. Yes, memoir is especially intriguing due to truth often being stranger than fiction.
ReplyDeleteBlessings as you continue to read to your grandchildren. 📚
Thanks, Gloria, for your reading journey! Your words struck home, "I take reading for granted." With good eyesight and a desire/ability to read, we often take it for granted. God bless you as you continue your reading projects, both by yourself and for your grandchildren!
ReplyDeleteYour statement that we must not take reading for granted is so true! I read Tara Westover's book EDUCATED and found it to have some profound meaning, especially as I am a support teacher for homeschooling families. Thanks for your post!
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