I've been thinking over the past week about books, I love Reading means so much to me. It's been something I've always had a passion for, and always been able to do. I believe everyone should be taught to read.
I realised reading can be a means to an end, a problem solver, but almost always still a passion. I read all the time, my kindle has been one of the best presents I have had ! In enables me to always carry around a supply of books for when I need them. ( I still love to read a proper book too)
When do I turn to a book, when I need to relax, de-stess, chill out, calm down, when I'm sad, when I'm angry, when I'm ill and when I'm happy of course. Being able to read is something I couldn't live without whatever situation I find myself in I can pick up a book and loose myself in it, forget the outside world it's just me and the story.
So your thinking why babble on about reading....
Because I feel you should know although I'm a happy reader I could easily digest a good book in a day or two, reading doesn't do everything. Teachers always told me at school learning to read was the best thing you could wish for because it would set you up for life, it would give you the ability to not only read, but to write, to spell, to imagine, to listen and to speak.
And that is where I feel the lie lays. Speech. How does a book teach you speech, there is so much more to speech than interpretation and pronunciation. To speak you need a voice, confidence and coordination. There's being able to speak and there's choosing to speak.
I can speak, I can speak well, but sometimes I choose not to. For me silence can be greater that words. Sometime under pressure or in new situations I find I'm lost for what to say or how to speak, give me the confidence to find my words and you'll find me, a little support I'd all some people need.
It all comes down to not judging a book by it's cover... The person inside might not be who you imagine,
