Sunday 5 February 2012

why books, life and i?

If I get a coin for answering the whys for everything I do, I would not be a very rich person. At times, I do understand the reason I do things. Many of the times I don't. I think there are many people in this world who do things without having a clear reason for it.

Reading has always been something that I like to do and enjoy doing. I think it stemmed for my childhood experience of being the only 'illiterate' in my class when I was in year 1.

I began reading at a later age than most of my peers. I only learn to read at the age of 7. I was a lucky child because my parents surround me with books for as long as I could remember. My father used to work for DBP and he always got my sister and I books and magazines. I remember that I really enjoy looking at pictures in them, although I could not read.

When I got to school, during the first exam, I was amongst the low achievers. I could not even do the test because I couldn't read. My mom took me to her workplace everyday and taught me to read. I am proud to say that my mom is the one who taught me to read Malay, English and Arabic (jawi and the Quran). It was as if a floodgate has been opened when I finally learned to read. I devoured every single book that I found and I read anything and everything.

I still like reading today and reading is one of my past time. I can say that I spend more money on books than I spend on clothes or other things. Reading has always given me pleasure and it has helped me through the thicks and thins of life. I think everyone has experienced that moment when something you read resonates with you and you could really relate with what you read.

I think this place is where I will write about such things. I have a personal blog, but I just think that it's nice if I could have one where I could write about the books I read.

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