When I was younger I used to hate reading. You couldn’t make me do it. It was a continuous nightmare for my mother trying to get me to read those tiny prescribed readings that you do in lower primary school. NIGHTMARE. WORDS. EW. And that didn’t really change until high school. Shocking, I know.
Is anyone else positively gasping for Christmas? It’s just about the only thing I can THINK of at the moment. Which is crazy because it’s mid-October but boy oh boy do I love Christmas. I cannot wait to have oodles of time to lounge about and read. Not mention reading some of these spectacular books coming out very soon!
There are so many cute stories out there for children which are ridiculously entertaining to read. When I was younger and finally (very slowly) coming out of my EWBOOKSAREGROSS phase (thank god) I starting cavorting about in the shelves of the library. In primary school, when I was about 10, we had a pretty decent library – I mean, it was small, but not bad. And I stumbled across several things which I would gaily read away from: Continue reading