When I was younger, I had an obsession with reading – when I was about 2’ish, I hated for my mom to read me bedtime stories, because I wanted to read them to her.
Mom and Dad would try to spell things out, so they could have their “secrets”; mom would ask dad what do you want for supper? and dad would say what about t-a-c-o-b-e-l-l? They were trying to be slick, but I was too smart for that nonsense. I was bound and determined to figure out what they were saying. So I would go sit in the den and spell it out, sound it out, and try and make the decision for them. (really, I was only trying to help…) I felt like reading was a window into an unknown world. And Clark Kent made it look magical, nevermind his bionic superpowers.
Our public library had a ‘story time’ or ‘story hour’ or whatever it was, where a group of kids would go every week and listen to a couple of stories. And once a year they had a contest, whoever read the most books would win a prize. Yep, I won every year. And really, it wasn’t my fault that I was smarter than all the rest of the kids and teachers – if only they would have figured out that even though I read the book 2 years ago, I still remember all the words, so I counted it. I mean duh, at my level how was it humanly possible to read 150- 50 page books in 2 weeks? – um hello, I was 6.
That was about the time I just knew I would become a writer. Every week when we went to story time at the library, mom only allowed us to borrow a couple of books at a time, because naturally they would get lost in our house (thankssss to my brothers), so once I tried convincing her by pleading momma how can I everrrr win the contest win I can only borrow 3 books a week?! She said well since you just love books so much, why don’t you start writing your own?
Wait. You mean to tell me, that at 6 years old, I could write my very own book? I could be rich! I could be the next Dr. Seuss, Stan & Jan Berenstain, or even Walt.Disney! Eeek! My possiblilites were ENDLESS.
So this makes me wonder, did you have something you just KNEW you were going be when you grew up? Obviously I had big dreams, they were so magificent to me at the time, am I the only crazy dreamer? 🙂 tell your story!
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[ps – yes i know i’ve always been cursed with a double chin 🙂 the first two pictures above are of me and my brother Colton, and the 3rd one is Colton, Brett, and a family friend – Ethan}