Sunday, 31 January 2010

'b' is for Books!

I love books.  Every room in our house contains a book of some sort.  They cover most available surfaces; stacked, piled, strewn, arranged, shelved two or three deep... Phillip and I are surrounded by books; while the clutter drives me batty, I don't think I'd have it any other way.

One of my measures of a successful holiday is the number of books I can read while I'm not working.  I'll often try not to read during term time (because I'll stay up late to read) but then I feel bereft.  A bit lost, like I'm missing some vital part of myself.

I don't just love the narratives, recounts, illustrations, information and all that marvellous stuff that goes with reading - it goes deeper than that.

To me (and I suspect many others), books conjure up fond memories and of course a variety of emotions.  I can't remember a time in my life that I didn't have a book in hand.  I associate books with my mum... she is always reading, and I think I get my voracious appetite for reading from my mum.  They stir memories of being curled up in bed as Mum would read to me.  I used to make tents under my blankets in the middle of the night with my lamp, so I could read a bit more.  When we would stay at Perin Auntie’s house, I'd sneak down to the classrooms downstairs (she had a Montessori school in her house) and sit on the floor and read (or try to figure out the Binomial Cube) until I could barely drag myself up the three flights of stairs to get back into bed (I used to love it when the house was full and we'd have to sleep on mattresses in a classroom.) My favourite presents have always been books.  I can't even count the number of times I have gone to bed before Phill, only to have him come in and laugh because once again, I've fallen asleep while reading, and more often than not, the book is resting on my face.  I relish the conversations and discussions I have with my friends about books - why they were or were not fantastic, which then spiral off into other amazing and inspiring conversations and suppositions.  It makes my heart smile when Noah picks up a book and asks someone to read it to him.  The way my students become engrossed in the stories we read in class - so excited and anxious to find out what is going to happen next - I love it!

More than the stories, I love the escapism that goes along with a really good book.  The fact that when I'm reading, it's all about me and doing something I adore.  I admit, it can be hard to take time for myself - so easy to get caught up in all the things that must be done... but it never seems to be hard to find that time when I've got a good book to keep me company. Thank goodness for that.


Alison said...

I am so, so with you on that. The hardest thing for us to give up when we moved was our book collection, and even so, we still managed to cart four Rubbermade containers of them over here. To look at our flat now, you'd never know we didn't bring our entire collection from Canada. I even bought a book shelf here, months before I bought a sofa... It's a bit sad really :)

Faiza said...
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Faiza said...

some women need a little piece of chocolate everyday...i need to read - if even just a paragraph. ahhhh bliss.

do you have a favorite book?

bklyn76 said...

another professed bibliophile here! for the last year, my bookshelf has consisted mostly of *board books* and colourful picture books that i read to indio. though they do not fill the void of adult literature they do conjure up memories of days long ago when i read those same books to myself. ah, what a treat it was when i realized i could READ!

Anonymous said...

It's gut wrenching to part with books. I just had to do it when I was in Toronto. I was consoled that most of them were going to good homes (the teaching ones anyways.) I've still got two Rubbermaid containers full in my parents' basement to be shipped here. Buying a bookshelf before a sofa is something to be proud of, Al. :)

Faiza - my list of favourite books is coming soon!

Sheba - I LOVE children's books! I miss teaching little ones and the way they get so excited when you read to them. I loved reading to Noah when I was at home.


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