One of my coworkers spent the day at home today. She wasn’t feeling well. (It is a lot of work making plans for a substitute, so I’m sure she really didn’t feel well.)
She said she had two things that she would be doing at home:
Sleeping and reading!
I am feeling a little envious.
(This cute sign is from our school library.)
That got me thinking about how much I loved reading as a young girl. I curled up with a book almost every night, even hiding a flash light in my bed to sneak a few more pages after bed time.
(Have cable and the internet ruined me?)
This was my first favorite series:
I loved Nancy Drew!
Later, my mother signed me up for a teenage book club. None of the books were widely known, but they all had good values and sweet romances. I shared them with my friends, and all of my girls and I still enjoy re-reading them.
Some of the titles were:
Cross My Heart
Boy Wanted
I, Judy
Saddles For Breakfast
The Wider Heart
As I got older I fell in love with Mary Stewart.
One of my favorite spots to read was up in the tree.
I could spend hours up there (and avoid doing my chores)! What a great spot to relax and hide!
(Just don’t forget and leave your book in the tree- I have one that was left out in the rain. A one inch thick book became a fat 4 inch thick one.)
I do enjoy reading the classics, too.
One of my favorite authors is Jane Austin.
This little guy loves to read, too!
Well…
I think I just talked myself in to an early retirement.
I have an old stack of books waiting to be reread!