Early in my life I developed a love of reading. I think this was greatly fostered by the fact that my mother was a reader AND we did not have a TV for much of my childhood. The library was a wonderful place full of adventure, mystery, and Elizabethan romance just waiting there for me to discover. I worked my way through all the "classics" and countless others not considered worthy of that moniker. I would stay up late into the night voraciously finishing a book only to experience the subsequent sorrow at having to say "Goodbye" to the characters and their lives. I would envision where they were now and what happened after the book ended. I loved reading!
But somewhere along my adult life, especially after I had children, I no longer had the time to devote to my old friends. Magazines and small easy-reading materials took their places - things that I could finish quickly in the 5-10 minute segments squeezed in around my kid's needs. I didn't even realize that I had failed to impart this old love to my sons...until my oldest read "The Hobbit" for school and loved it so much that he requested and read the "Lord of the Rings" trilogy, and then the rest of Tolkien's works. I often found him (after bedtime) sitting in bed- reading! The spark had been ignited!
My middle one has always given me trouble when I give him reading assignments. When I read to him, however, he never wants us to stop. His favorite thing to do after we finish a book is to find and watch the movie. We recently completed "Children of the New Forest", scoured the internet for the movie, joined Netflix to get it, waited 2 weeks for it to arrive, and sat down with much anticipation to watch it. It was a C movie at best and slaughtered the book, which Mason incredulously pointed out throughout the entire movie. His conclusion was that the movie is never as good as the book because it forces someone else's image of the text onto you - oh, and that we had just wasted 2 hours of our lives! Score one for books!!
Now my husband is not exactly a bibliophile (unless you count computer manuals) and we have the occasional discussion as to the importance of public libraries. His argument is that soon books will all be electronic anyway and should we be putting our tax dollars toward libraries when there is so much need elsewhere. I feel that there is something intrinsically wrong with that way of thinking, but on the other hand most of the books that Mason and I have read this year we downloaded and read on the computer. Shouldn't we be putting that money toward social programs, crime prevention, roads, etc... instead of these gorgeous buildings for people to look at free porn? Still I can't help thinking that with the demise of public libraries, something good and amazing about our society would vanish. There is just something about holding the written word in your hand, feeling the pages, reading the notes previous generations have inscribed in it, curling up in a comfy chair with it, even that musty book smell that I don't particularly care for, that you cannot get electronically! Walking into a public library means stepping into a world where anything is possible; a place where you will be inspired, challenged, enlightened, angered, and astounded as you meet new friends and visit new worlds. All for free!! Well, assuming you return them by the due date!
Reading books enriches our lives, expands our horizons, dispels myths, opens our minds, and entertains us in a way that television could never do. To witness my children walking into this world is an incredible thrill and has stirred that old yearning inside me - time to go make some new "friends"!
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