Reading A Book

Wow! Blogging. Didn't see that coming.

This week's assignment was to write about reading. Mrs. Gilman asked us why we read fiction. My answer is why not? It takes you away from real life. It stretches your imagination. You try to imagine what the world where the character lives looks like. What it sounds and feels like. What it would be like to live there. Hours of entertainment after a book is finished, trying to imagine how the story would end if something different had happened. I can't imagine not having that option to dive into a different world.

I personally can read just about anywhere, infact I do. Reading is how I ignore the people around me, especially those on the bus. People don't see how it is possible for me to read with all of the people around me shouting. For me, I just try to tune them out. Usually it works. Sometimes not. If I have to read a book for school that either I don't like, or I'm not really enthusiastic about, I generally need someplace quiet. I read anytime that I can. I always read some at night before I go to bed.

Some books are hard to get into. They have a boring beginning, you don't like the subject, or you have to read it for school. Take your pick. Anyways, when I start a book like this, I give it about thirty pages to improve. I push through until it gets better. If it doesn't get better and I HAVE to read the book, I give myself a certain number of pages to read each night. I have to read this number of pages before I can read another book. If I don't have to read the book, I generally move on to a more interesting book. Some books, like Pride and Prejudice, have a different style of writing are difficult to understand. I find that after a while, you adjust to the style and it is easier to read.