Sunday, August 29, 2010

Researching the Self

When most children are growing out of picture books and starting to move into chapter books, it seems as if they lean toward whatever series is popular at the time. Not me. The first chapter book I can remember reading is "Little Women" the abridged version.

I was so excited because after my huge struggle learning how to read I could finally put the pieces together and move on to a book that had chapters. The title is what won me over. I thought I would be reading about girls like me, very small in stature (hey when your young you tend to think very literally). Of course the book is not about that at all, but it didn't matter to me. I got to learn that was what the book wasn't about. I could read the book and learn for myself.

At the end it didn't matter that the girls in the story weren't small, I could still relate to them. Not only was this novel my first chapter book, but I could relate to the characters, Jo in particular. I felt I had found a friend in her. The written word had finally come to life for me.

"Little Women" made a difference in my life because it made me love to read. I had always thought it was a chore, but this novel made me realize that reading books was a wonderful and joyful experience. I haven't stopped since.

I credit this book for turning me into who I am. I am a print journalism major and a lit minor and I do not think it would have been possible without this book. It has given me more than a love a reading. It has also taught me some important life lessons, such as live your life to the fullest and sometimes it is ok to life one day at a time.

I have read this book to many times to count (the real version not the abridged version) and seen all of the movie versions. It holds so much meaning for me.