Reading: How It All Began.

When I started reading, I didn't knew I was reading books.

My dad is big on reading and from a young age he encouraged such action, consequentially he used to buy all types of fairy tale books at reach.

Of course, in my young mind fairy tales didn't count as books in fact, I , like all kids despised books, just as much as I loved watching T.V. and eating candies.

I remember that I used to visit my cousins houses and look everywhere for their books, which their parents bought and were left unused. I didn't even notice, but it was such my thirst for those stories that I started reading short versions of big books like: The Secret Garden, Heidi and  and Anne of Green Gables.

But then came the dreadful in which all those books were read and reread so many times they were starting to lose they're appeal. So, I bravely went into my dad's shelf and found the book that changed my way of seeing the world.


The Chronicles of Narnia.


I just lost myself in Narnia, it was bliss and I was in heaven. For that afternoon, next to my bed on the floor away from everyone's sight I found a new world through words unlike any other place. And the good news was it was just like a fairy tale only much longer!

From their I went and read other Narnia books, Treasure Island, Around the World in 80 Days and other books I'll never forget or I have now forgotten them.

I believe it's important to remember how things begin, so we can evaluate how things are going and if we're doing things right. Because regardless of what we are now or what we will become it's always important to remember your roots. And for me Narnia started it all with the help of a Lion, a Witch and a Wardrobe.

The Joy of Reading and Writing: A New Beginning

I come from a place in which reading is something almost unheard, from where teenagers find pleasure in obscene music, from that description alone you may wonder from where am I referring, because ism't the whole world that way nowadays?

And with fear in my heart I finally decided on blogging.

People is always asking me: "Why don't you start a blog?", "Would you ever write a book?" and the latest "How would you call your book?"

So presumptuous assumptions instead of empowering me, scare me sometimes.

I believe in power through words and maybe no one would follow me because truth is, I don't think I would ever host grand giveaways, but at least I can feel I'm giving a little piece of my so-called-knowledge to the world and sharing what I know about books.

I maybe young, I may not know what I plan to do with my life, but I'll always have words even if sometimes they fail me or I fail them we would always be together, like I hope books will always be with me.

I'll wrap things up now because I fear I may get cold feet if I keep on writing.