I am a reader. I remember coming home from the first day of grade one, pissed right off because I had spent the entire day in school, and I still did not know how to read. When I was a kid, my mother would force me to put down my books and go outside. I read to escape. Books were my friends and confidantes. In college, I would often read right through the night.
Fortunately, I married another reader. Hubby reads more books than even I do. So I guess it's no surprise that for us, seeing our daughter read on her own is one of the best parts of parenting.
When Girl Terror was born, the hospital gave her a book. "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" is still on the shelf. We read to her right from birth. She is in grade one now, and is suddenly reading on her own. In the last few months she has discovered that she can read anything. She sounds out signs and store names. She reads to her brother. I often find her curled up on the couch, reading books about sharks, volcano's, and evolution.
I know what it is like to not have your love of books supported. I grew up in a home where any "difference" was suppressed. As a child who like to be alone with a book for hours on end, I was certainly different, so I had to change. My books were taken away, occasionally destroyed, and reading for pleasure was something I hid, like a guilty habit. I always vowed to never do the same to any child of mine.
I don't have the right words to express how thrilled and proud I am of this little girl. She is a sponge, and she seems to have an endless curiosity about the world around her. I hope she continues to love books, and learning. I even look forward to the day I find her with my book, losing my page, and wrecking the plot for me.