Sunday, 19 March 2017

Once a Bookworm, Always a Bookworm

In this post I'll be discussing the important role books played in my life. Those bounded papers have always been a major part of my life. Our love story dates back to the day I was born <3 

On August 11th, 1995, a not-so-tiny baby was born. She was the second girl in a family made up of two young parents, including an Armenian mother, and a four year old girl, called Hanaa. This little baby was destined to become an English teacher, just like her sister. This little baby was destined to be ME , so enjoy this brief description of how letters and print shaped me! 

As soon as I grew old enough to sit, I was supported, like any other baby, with pillows. But my parents chose me a lifetime support beside fluffy pillows: books. I was surrounded by books of every color, size, and genre. Arabic books, English ones, hardcovers, paperbacks, children books, and adult books were always around. As I grew up, I grabbed them, opened and smelled them. I stared at the black, mysterious characters. I then started to visit my father’s bookstore, which is located in the ground floor. The stuffed shelves amazed my little eyes each and every time. There I would sit with my late grandfather and read for hours. He would read for me and wait for me to repeat after him. With his eloquent Arabic and his relatively poor English, he created the love of learning in my younger self. At that time, English books dominated the Arabic books in my little world, as they still do! The Ladybird series, with its colorful pages and clear fonts left an indescribable effect in my life. I can still remember several drawings from this series. The pictures in The Little Red Hen and Jack and the Beanstalk, for example will forever stay in my memory. Before I went to school, I was able to tell the stories by heart; having listened to them hundreds of times at bedtime.  

My “official” adventure then began, and I was well armed and prepared.  

Books have always been my friends, and I'm really thankful to them, my mom, my dad, and my late grandfather for shaping the person I am! 

7 comments:

  1. What a story! I'm smiling at this moment :) I used to read a lot of stories but never thought that it was of that importance. I used to think that all people read and it is something normal. I read the Lady Bug series as well, and I love it too. At the moment, I am growing passion for Arabic poetry, as well as old music which was not my type until everything else seemed to be disgusting.

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    1. To be honest I only became aware of the importance of books after I saw people being surprised for my love of books! I used to think that books are just another necessity, which people use unconsciously. Most probably it is the philosophers' mistake; they didn't include books as a condition for survival!

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  2. Impressive life story :) i'm sure that this post would inspire many, especially if you share it with your students, where books have lost its power and charm in a generation of technology.

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    1. And that's exactly what I'll be doing!
      Glad you liked it! <3

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  3. That's really interesting, I love reading books and always decide to start reading but never finish one of these books. You really are a special person, with special personality and hope your love for books stay forever, and I wish to finish a book one day

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    1. Thank you dear!! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder; you see me special because you are special yourself <3

      Hopefully you will, when you find the right book, a book written just for you; one which describes your feelings at a certain time, just like what happened with me <3

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  4. What an interesting story! I always see you reading books and I like that :). Family is the first support to their daughters or sons. School or society itself is not enough to support us, but what we need first is our family support and love. As we get older we always need our family.

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