My grandmother once told me that only the wise read, and only those who read are wise. My grandma is a gold mine of clichés and old sayings, like, a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush. What the heck does that mean? Does anyone really know? Well anyway between all the words of wisdom she would spout out something that actually held a lot of meaning. That is just one of the many crazy things about her. I found this poster a while ago and saved it because it reminded me of so much of my grandma’s saying.
But back to my thesis statement here, I have always found that saying to be quite true. Fortunately for me I have always been a reader, whether I am wise or not has yet to be determined. So what is the meaning of all this you ask? Well let me break it down for you in laymen’s terms. READ!!
Yup, that’s what this blog post is all about. Too often now-a-days what with the online and the television and the games from the video (yes that is how my grandmother refers to technology) we lose sight of the basic stuff, the stuff that makes all that other fancy shmancy stuff possible. There is nothing like picking up a fresh book and opening it up for the first time. Anticipation flowing though you and that moment when you are caught and just can’t for the life of you put that book down.
Let me tell you a little story young padawans, once upon a time (or about 3 years ago), I was 24 years old and spent all my time at the local hangout, Borders book store. Okay, okay it wasn’t the local hangout, I was a nerd okay? Is that what you wanted! Jeesh, cant keep anything from anyone these days. So there I was one day sipping my usual iced vanilla latte and going through the stack of books I planned on buying that day. When I noticed the store clerk put up a “going out of business” sign. Immediately I set down my coffee and walked over to the clerk to ask what was going on. To my horror she tells me that Borders is closing down, and not just my wonderful two level Borders with a balcony over looking the city, but all Borders everywhere. Keep in mind people, I loved this store more than my mother and spent A LOT of my time there.
Anyway long story short, I cried for days. No really I did, this is not over dramatized (okay maybe a little). But seriously it did depress me for awhile and still does to this day. And why you ask? Why do I still have such a crazy connection to this random book store? The answer is simple. When I went to Borders and picked out the books I would read for the next week or two, (I am a fast reader) I would get such a feeling of joy. Those stories would provide me with the escape that I needed from the stress of school or work, from the parts of life that were boring to me or that I wanted to avoid. But more than that, the reason I still read every day, is that I have learned more from reading than I have from my college education. And that isn’t a bad thing, it is just reality. Books are the real fountain of youth, they keep you up to date and no matter how far from reality a story can be, it still has meaning.
So that is what I wanted to share with you all today. The power of reading is nothing to take for granted and if you haven’t experienced it yet, I ask that you do one thing for me. Find a book (it doesn’t matter which one) and head to a quiet spot. Then pry open the book (no matter how dusty it is) and start reading. Lose yourself in the story being told to you, because every book no mater the genre is telling a story.
Well boys and girls I think I have dropped enough knowledge for today ;) As always I thank you for reading and wish you well with everything you do. Until next time, remember to keep your everyday charming. :*