How I Fell in Love with Reading


I began reading in kindergarten. First my dad read to me, then I began picking up my own books. By first grade, I was devouring Magic Treehouse books. I enjoyed reading, but I wouldn’t say I was in love with it.

In the third grade, I began reading Harry Potter. I was completely against it at first, but my sister eventually convinced me to give it a try. That’s when I fell in love. I zipped through each book, and because I volunteered in the library, I got to check out the next book before my library day (nerd perks! 😛). When we reached 1000 books, the librarian (who we’d become very close with) celebrated by giving us small gifts. I was given a Harry Potter bookmark that I used day in and day out.