I had only been a student of the first grade for a few weeks and I was very comfortably seated in the highest reading group and relishing each new story about Alice and Jerry in our readers. I was already familiar with the library as my father had introduced me to the Clark AFB library when I was about 3 or 4 years old. Daddy was a patron of the library and no matter where we lived he befriended librarians and utilized the many resources of each nearby library. I was a frequent companion to him on these visits, happily coming home with books to read.
,My parents had read stories to me and, strangely, as tight as my mother was with money and buying me things I did have a nice collection of books. As soon as I learned to read I was reading those familiar and much loved stories to myself as well as the library books that I now did not need someone else to read to me. Life was good, words printed on paper was even better.
Yes, it is true. Once you read a book its story stays with you and you become a part of the story. Years later you can open a previously read book and begin reading again and the same mental images will form in your mind and once again you enter the story. I can not imagine a world without written words.