As long as I can remember I had access to books. Story books – Little Golden Books, Ladybird Books, Dr Seuss books – my grandmother tried to convince people that I knew how to read at age 3 due to my ability to recite Dr Seuss’ ‘The Diggingest Dog’ and ‘The Cat in the Hat’ . When asked what I wanted for my birthday, it usually involved books, illustrated books, information books, comic books, one of my favourite school memories is of the “Scholastic Lucky Book Club” flyer being distributed. I would eagerly pore over the pages – marking off every book I wanted, then going over and over and over to reduce my selection to just one or two new treasures to add to my growing collection. (An ‘affliction’ I continue to indulge today – only now I can buy kindle books and nobody need ever know just how many books I own!)
The thought of delving so far into a topic to become expert in it was very appealing to me. I used to set myself mini assignments to complete to use my precious library to research and write reports on my findings. One of my favourite things, right through secondary school even, was to work on research assignments and present my findings on a poster. Happy days!
I loved learning. I love learning. I am a seeker.