The library changed the way I viewed the world in my adolescent mind. As a young girl I was not interested in reading, my mother had the idea that the library was a good way for us to pass the summer. She decided that my brother, sister and I would make weekly trips to the library each chosing two books. This idea was not greeted with much enthusiasm. All it took was that first trip or two and I was hooked on books!
I would look forward to each trip there and I started getting more than two books. I started getting three sometimes four and I would eagerly head home and sit under a tree in the backyard being carried away to another time or place as I became more and more engrossed in my book.
As I got older and had children of my own I read to them trying to instill the joy of reading and the imagination it inspired. My children are ages 13, 17, and 19 and they all read very well and comprehend things easily. My mother passed away recently but I will always be thankful to her for that first summer when she took us to the library over thirty years ago.
What I had thought would be quite a dull summer spent reading instead turned out to be a lifelong love of reading and the best summer ever, being introduced to the emotions, imagination and joy that reading inspires.