Bookworm Alert
Friday, January 9th, 2009 08:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
auntbijouNicked from brumeux77...
*laughs* Well, this was interesting! If I haven't mentioned it before, I am a total bookworm. I am always reading, and it's not always fiction. I will read whatever I can get my hands on. When I was a kid, it was as likely to be an encyclopedia or dictionary as much as fiction. And I learned to speed read as a kid, because I never knew how long I was going to be allowed to read. My mother was as much of a bookworm as I was, and my dad, too, but... my dad could never stand to see someone curled comfortably in a chair reading. He figured if you had time to read, then you had time for chores, so... I would read as fast as I could to get as much of the story in my head to savor when he'd catch me and send me to weed the garden or scrub out the bathtub or wash dishes, etc.
I also learned to climb trees to support my reading habit. Well, I climbed trees anyway, being such a tomboy, but you see, there was this tallow tree that grew up right next to the house, and I soon realized that during the summer, when that tree was full of leaves, if I climbed up there and sat in a particular spot, it was very hard for anyone on the ground to spot me. So whenever I felt the need to read, I would grab whichever book I was reading at the time and an apple, climb up to the roof, curl up in my spot and read for several blissful hours until my mother's or my sister's voices got frantic, and then I'd climb down and come reluctantly back into the house.
It would take a while for me to hear them though, because I'm the type of reader who gets so completely involved in the book that the entire house could fall down around me, and I would never notice... unless maybe a bit of the roof knocked the book out of my hands, and even then, I'm likely to pick the book back up with a grumble of irritation and go right back to reading without ever noticing the destruction around me. Had to work really, really hard not to sink that deep into a book after I had kids, because... well... that's BAD. Especially when they're little!
If you want to make Auntie really happy? Take her to a bookstore or a library and just let her go. You might find her later, sitting on the floor between bookshelves with about fourteen books piled around her, several of them open, as she skims through them trying to decide which ones she has to have right now, and which ones she can put aside and add to her mental list of "Books to Get Later."
Hmmmm... one of these days, I'll get a bookworm icon. Or maybe one that's predominantly an open book with a pair of hands visible on each side, and a tuft of hair showing at the top, with a murmured, "Mmmm-hmmmm... do it later... reading now..." across the bottom.
*hears the siren call of Fellowship of the Ring even now*
brumeux77...| What Kind of Reader Are You? Your Result: Dedicated Reader You are always trying to find the time to get back to your book. You are convinced that the world would be a much better place if only everyone read more. | |
| Obsessive-Compulsive Bookworm | |
| Literate Good Citizen | |
| Book Snob | |
| Non-Reader | |
| Fad Reader | |
| What Kind of Reader Are You? Quiz Created on GoToQuiz | |
*laughs* Well, this was interesting! If I haven't mentioned it before, I am a total bookworm. I am always reading, and it's not always fiction. I will read whatever I can get my hands on. When I was a kid, it was as likely to be an encyclopedia or dictionary as much as fiction. And I learned to speed read as a kid, because I never knew how long I was going to be allowed to read. My mother was as much of a bookworm as I was, and my dad, too, but... my dad could never stand to see someone curled comfortably in a chair reading. He figured if you had time to read, then you had time for chores, so... I would read as fast as I could to get as much of the story in my head to savor when he'd catch me and send me to weed the garden or scrub out the bathtub or wash dishes, etc.
I also learned to climb trees to support my reading habit. Well, I climbed trees anyway, being such a tomboy, but you see, there was this tallow tree that grew up right next to the house, and I soon realized that during the summer, when that tree was full of leaves, if I climbed up there and sat in a particular spot, it was very hard for anyone on the ground to spot me. So whenever I felt the need to read, I would grab whichever book I was reading at the time and an apple, climb up to the roof, curl up in my spot and read for several blissful hours until my mother's or my sister's voices got frantic, and then I'd climb down and come reluctantly back into the house.
It would take a while for me to hear them though, because I'm the type of reader who gets so completely involved in the book that the entire house could fall down around me, and I would never notice... unless maybe a bit of the roof knocked the book out of my hands, and even then, I'm likely to pick the book back up with a grumble of irritation and go right back to reading without ever noticing the destruction around me. Had to work really, really hard not to sink that deep into a book after I had kids, because... well... that's BAD. Especially when they're little!
If you want to make Auntie really happy? Take her to a bookstore or a library and just let her go. You might find her later, sitting on the floor between bookshelves with about fourteen books piled around her, several of them open, as she skims through them trying to decide which ones she has to have right now, and which ones she can put aside and add to her mental list of "Books to Get Later."
Hmmmm... one of these days, I'll get a bookworm icon. Or maybe one that's predominantly an open book with a pair of hands visible on each side, and a tuft of hair showing at the top, with a murmured, "Mmmm-hmmmm... do it later... reading now..." across the bottom.
*hears the siren call of Fellowship of the Ring even now*
