Lost in a book...
I've always loved to read. Ever since I was a little girl I've loved to read. Up until I went to college I could always be seen in a corner with my nose in a book. I would even take books with me to read at work at Hy-Vee while I was on break or if it was excruciatingly slow in customer service. My books were my safety net. Especially when I had to go somewhere with lots of people (this was because I was painfully shy and hated people... part of me still does to be honest). But anyway. Books were my life. I loved being able to escape to a world of romance, adventure, family, travel and extraordinary things so different from my life in the real world. I read fiction, non-fiction, classics and modern day stories. If I started reading a series, I would read the entire series beginning to end. By the time I was 12, I had read all of the Narnia and Lord of the Rings books. By the time I was 11, I was reading Dickens, Hawthorne, Austen and Alcott. I was reading books that most kids my age would never have attempted. I love to read. I have an entire bookshelf already full of books not pertaining to my studies at LCU. I have an entire collection of classics (all matching in style/binding) that belonged to my great-grandpa and was given to me by my Aunt one Christmas. I have a favorite chair to read in. And when I was younger (when we lived in RC, WI), I used to have a corner set up in my huge walk-in closet where I would take snacks and a book. I love to read. Plain and simple.
The week before I left to come to Peru I bought a Nook. It's the Barnes and Noble version of Amazon's Kindle. I loaded it up with all of my favorite classic books. And I have been reading in all of my free time as a way to relax and decompress after long days in the barrios and long hours of listening to Spanish. The first book I read was by Jane Austen. And I'm now on my second book by Louisa May Alcott (she is my all time favorite author hands down). I just love how those two women wrote. I love the settings in which their characters live. And it makes me remember how I've always wanted to live in that time period. Life was simpler. It wasn't consumed by technology and the economy. It was driven by society, family, manners and good breeding. It was driven by a simple, pure sense of romance. It was the time where towns and homes were simple, yet beautiful. It was the time where men and women learned to love each other based off of interests, families, faith (whereas now it's off of feelings and emotions... not all the time, but pretty often). It's the time period I wish I could have grown up in.
I may be silly for saying that. I may be silly for wishing to be one of Jane Austen's characters or one of the March sisters in Little Women. But I'm okay with being silly. I'm okay with being a silly girl lost in the 19th century. I'm okay with being a silly girl lost in the world of my books. I'm okay with being a silly girl who would rather read books than watch movies. I'm okay with being a silly girl who would rather read books than talk to people. That's just me. If you don't believe me... ask my parents. They'll tell you. :)
The week before I left to come to Peru I bought a Nook. It's the Barnes and Noble version of Amazon's Kindle. I loaded it up with all of my favorite classic books. And I have been reading in all of my free time as a way to relax and decompress after long days in the barrios and long hours of listening to Spanish. The first book I read was by Jane Austen. And I'm now on my second book by Louisa May Alcott (she is my all time favorite author hands down). I just love how those two women wrote. I love the settings in which their characters live. And it makes me remember how I've always wanted to live in that time period. Life was simpler. It wasn't consumed by technology and the economy. It was driven by society, family, manners and good breeding. It was driven by a simple, pure sense of romance. It was the time where towns and homes were simple, yet beautiful. It was the time where men and women learned to love each other based off of interests, families, faith (whereas now it's off of feelings and emotions... not all the time, but pretty often). It's the time period I wish I could have grown up in.
I may be silly for saying that. I may be silly for wishing to be one of Jane Austen's characters or one of the March sisters in Little Women. But I'm okay with being silly. I'm okay with being a silly girl lost in the 19th century. I'm okay with being a silly girl lost in the world of my books. I'm okay with being a silly girl who would rather read books than watch movies. I'm okay with being a silly girl who would rather read books than talk to people. That's just me. If you don't believe me... ask my parents. They'll tell you. :)
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