Reading seemed a big burden to me when I was small. Why read another book while we were having enough to read at school? I thought. Short novels like Famous Five were the only books I read when I was in Grade 6 and 7. I used to walk with pride announcing the achievement of reading a 100 page book at home, taking it as an accomplishment or in fact as a risky challenge.
Grade 8 brought through me, the discovery of the fun of reading. I passed through the threshold of the world of books and they were suddenly one of my top priority in life. This change was not a hasty impulse. As the new school year of grade 8 came in, the classes were shuffled up and to my surprise all my old friends had been shifted into different classes. All the students in my class were new faces and I felt as if a limit line was separating me from the others.
That is when I realized that the girl who had been creating examples all along among the students was present in my class. In the earlier classes I had heard about this so-called girl who was the most studious student in our whole grade. I admired her with open mouth on the first day of Grade 8. I expected her to be a very arrogant, stubborn girl but to my utter astonishment found out that she was as simple as could be.
As days went we joined together as friends. We became more intimate, as we started sharing our things with each other. That is when she introduced me to the world of books, starting with her maddening sickness of Harry Potter to almost all she knew about books, I too travelled with her, uncovering the untold fun of reading.
Today, in grade 9, I still pursue reading books, which has led me into starting my own blog. I bestow my hearty thanks to you my dear friend for inspiring me and letting me know the true worth of friendship. THANK YOU.
Big hugs for Athira c, my classmate and more over my dearest friend, who I was talking about in this short piece of my life.
Today as a couple of days before the friendship day, I thank all of you my dear friends. You mean the fun in me.