Every bookworm I encounter has a story to tell.
Finding out how they started is always a heartwarming tale of discovery and exploration. But how come reading still seems to be an activity that very little people around us actively invest in? It’s as if picking up a book is a taboo act that should never be looked into and even thought about. Some even see those who find themselves enjoying the act of reading as Satan-possessed creatures!
Growing up I realized how fragile the passion for reading is in a lot of us. It doesn’t take much for people to vow to never pick up a book again. As blasphemous as it sounds, it’s true.
Required reading remains one of the biggest reasons why many of them shut themselves off at the mere mention of literature.
Nowadays time seems to be the better excuse to not partake in any reading activity.
But what I also noticed is that with every year, mankind seems to lose a bit more of their ability to maintain an undivided attention. Yes, that very skill that allows us to focus on something without being distracted. I confidently point my finger at how society has evolved (is that even the right word?) into this world where everyone is constantly seeking distractions, constantly trying to stay up to date with everything going on around them—not just in a small radius, but in the whole wide world. Instead of being the expert of a certain thing, we strive to know a little of everything. And hey, it’s a lot easier to do so with Internet being so accessible. So, reading a book for a solid hour without doing anything else? No way. Not when I can do so many other things real quick!
That being said, there still seems to be a lot of bookworms who survived this war of concentration and came out with an incontestable love for reading. A love so deep that it is also incredibly contagious.
But where did it all begin?
These people have been at it since the day they could open their eyes. Their parents or anyone in the family usually had a hand in it, whether it was directly or indirectly. This love for reading is what I call an intangible heirloom. With every year their love for reading was solidified and nothing could now stop them from having a book by their side at all times. And guess what? They’ll pass it down to the next generation too.
These people found their love for reading thanks to a lucky star that got them to cross paths with that one book that changed their life forever. This includes that person who got a recommendation from a friend and said: “Why not?” And what exactly happens once they try it out? They fall in love. Imagine that. A soulmate in the form of a book. Once they met, the act of reading was born and lived forever.
These people went on to try something different. We all go through that phase in our life where we embrace everything and try to find out who we are. The exploration leads them to find exactly what they’ve always wanted and that’s when reading became a synonym to breathing.
These people looked to get better at the craft. It was about understanding how some writers were so good at hypnotizing you with words. The goal was always to perfect the art but it sort of got them hooked to reading too. After all, isn’t reading one of the best advice for a writer?
What the hell is he going on about, right? What I’m referring to is those books that were shoved down the throat of countless folks. And that includes required reading. How exactly is a punishment an introduction to reading? No, it ain’t some twisted form of masochism. It’s that moment of epiphany, of realization where what was forced upon you turns out to be a mind-altering experience. From that moment on, no one would be able to torture these folks with a punishment in the form of reading. No, no, no.
And what about me? Young, libraries were my secret lair to beautiful lands. Whether it was just a manga or a short story, I always did find a refuge in a book and I knew that I wouldn’t depart from them as I grew up, even if I went through all kinds of reading phases. And I completely thank my mom from letting me run around those bookshelves looking around for a book to bring home.
Now, ever since Bookidote came to life, reading really did become a huge part of me. Without it, I’m lifeless.
Now I want to know how you got into reading.
What’s your story?
Until next time,