Oh, how I love getting lost in a good book. I have always been that way, or so I am told. The only way my Mom could get me to sit on her lap, when I was little, was to read a book to me. My 6th grade teacher called me a "bibliophile," or "book lover" in Latin. I sometimes stay up into the early hours of the morning to finish getting lost in a good story.
It has been a long time since I have been able to get lost in an imaginary world. I am one those people; the ones who don't even really someone is talking to them because they are too immersed in their own world. I sincerely do! I forget the stress of a day, the worry of a project, the exhaustion of a busy schedule and check out. I was looking through my book shelf today and, like pictures of friends in a scrapbook, they seemed to smile and remind me the times I read them and the comfort they gave.
There is To Kill A Mockingbird, my favorite. I first read it in 6th grade and fell in love. The terrible things of the world were more simple and pure through the eyes of Scout. All of the Harry Potter books take me from middle school through college; midnight readings and midnight premiers. The Hunger Games- an excellent reminder of one of the many good things about being a middle school teacher- young adult fiction. The classics, Little Women, Anne of Green Gables, Emma, Sherlock Holmes, Shakespeare, and The Chronicle of Narnia. Adventure, romance, horror, fantasy, history- all covered on these shelves. Old friends I need to find time to revisit and be swept away once more.