I’ve been a book nerd for as long as I can remember. Nerdity Nerd Nerdersons. NERRRRRD.
Here’s now doofy my sister and I were: we’d actually play “Nancy Drew” mysteries in our backyard, sleuthing carefully for clues that would help us solve whatever “mystery” we’d crafted in our minds: Nancy Drew and the Case of the Rotten Apple. Nancy Drew and the Mystery of the Stinky Gym Shoe. Nancy Drew and the One-Armed Barbie With the Flat-Chewed Feet and Buzzcut Hair (Yeah, that mystery was solved quickly–thanks, SIS, haha).
Yeah, we weren’t the smartest of children all the time, but we were well-read at least.
Books molded my life. Books informed the way I view people, relationships, jobs, love, success. Books painted such lush, vivid images in my head that some will never leave me. For example…Where The Red Fern Grows. The thing I remember most about the book? Bawling my EYES out because of the dogs. *sniffle* (hold the tears back, Rhonda…)
Bridge to Terabithia–another tearjerker. I actually had to force myself to see the movie that came out a few years ago because I knew it would make me sob.
The Lord of the Rings series–I got so wrapped up in this other world, so very different than mine, filled with danger and heart and bravery. Plus, I totally wanted to live in the shire and eat breakfast and second breakfast and brunch and lunch and so on.
And the list goes on: A Wrinkle in Time. Homecoming. Flowers in the Attic (yeah, I can’t BELIEVE my mom let me read this one, haha–SCANDALOUS!). The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. Anything by Shel Silverstein. James and the Giant Peach. The Sweet Valley High series.
I venture to guess a lot of you were readers when you were kids, too. What books hold a special place in your heart as being among the first to sweep you away to new worlds you never possibly imagined could exist?