I wouldnt classify myself as an awesome reader. I think that on a scale from one to ten I am about a 7. I think most of this is because usually what I am forced to read does not interest me and therefore I read it very slowly and cannot concentrate on the content because my brain is thinking the entire time, "no one talks like this, so why are they writing like this." Generally its textbook or a journal I am force feeding myself for a class assignment.
I dont remember enjoying reading stories as a kid as much as I liked the competition of how many pages I could read compared to the other kids in class. Sophomore year of high school however ignited my interest in some of the more classical books. I enjoyed having discussion of deeper meaning and symbolism in class guided by the teacher. I enjoyed trying to find the alternate meaning behind the words of the author. This was brought to an abrupt halt when I started my Jr year of high school and the book "heart of darkness". I am pretty sure that I am one out of two people in the class that actually read the book and not the spark notes including the teacher. I lost interest trying to discern meaning on my own, followed the crowd, and did excellent on my books exams thanks to spark notes. It wasnt until college that I found a true appreciation for reading. I had sprained my ankle badly and was unable to run on it and had to use the elliptical machine. I found this machine to be extremely boring. To fight off my boredom I grabbed the first book I could find and it was "The Good Earth". It was not the most exciting book but it definitely kept my interest and I found that I wasnt reading so I could work out, I was working out so I could read. Now that my ankle is healed I moved back to the treadmill but have still continued to read on my own for enjoyment. Now that I am at the end of this blog post I realize that was an awful long way to simply state that I use to not like reading but now I do. Thanks.