Thursday Thankyou Day Returns.
Have I mentioned that it is book week?
It was not until I started working at my current school that I realised how lucky I am to be literate. I had always taken this skill for granted. I have mentioned this week that learning to read was something that I don't remember doing. I only remember knowing how to read. Learning to reading may have been so traumatic that I wiped it from my memory. LOL. It is far more likely, that learning to read was a gradual and enjoyable process for me. Books were always a part of my life. I grew up surrounded by them. I had difficulty making friends as a child (I still do) and I quickly learned that books were the kind of friends that didn't reject me or judge me, but welcomed me with open pages. I loved to escape into my imagination and into the worlds of the books that I read.
I always loved picture books. I liked how easy it was to engage with them. I liked how the pictures sometimes told a story all of their own. The pictures brought out the hidden meaning behind the words. I was intrigued by their magic. I loved novels and biographies too. I liked to read. No, I loved to read.
I still love to read.
Today, I want to remind you, dear reader, that this skill we have is really a gift. We are privileged. We are special, we have the opportunity to share in a world of words and wisdom so vast we will never explore all of it. It is also a privilege we must share. We must help the young people in our lives to see the joy of reading and want it for themselves.
I am thankful that my parents and grandparents (probably without even thinking) surrounded me with books and instilled in me the importance of learning to read. I am thankful that I went to school and was encouraged to do my best when I was there I am thankful that I have the opportunity to share my knowledge with children and adults alike. I am thankful that I can read and can afford to have books on my shelf (that I don't really need) waiting for me to read them.
On another note about privilege and sharing.... I have a best friend. Not the BFF, not the most Beautiful Woman in the world, not my teaching partners or my students, but the Creator of the Universe. Yes, I met Him through a book, and my parents. Jesus and the relationship I have with Him is an amazing, unfathomable gift. It is a gift, I have to share. If you know God, then let people know about the joy you experience in his presence and pray they want to experience it too.