Introspection: On Reading
Jan. 6th, 2011 05:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I confess that one of my great faults is my inability to conceive of other people not enjoying something I enjoy. I think this is a fairly common fault, really; we're all baffled when a friend or relative doesn't like tomatoes, or ping-pong, or whatever it is that pleases us but not them. I confess that I'm also really bad at understanding why people don't know things I know, which is why I'm actually a fairly bad English teacher: I know English language and grammar well enough that I can't explain them.
A few days ago, I realized that most of the world doesn't like to read as much as I do. This was an astonishing and terrifying revelation. I love to read. I spend most of my spare hours reading - books, blogs, fanfiction, the newspaper, the random Avon catalog someone left in the break room, the back of a cereal box if I must. A day in which I do not read is not a good day for me. Reading is very nearly as integral a part of my psyche as breathing is.
So the realization that there are people out there who, by choice or chance or inability, do not read, was shocking. How could it be so? Being the rather introverted person I am, I overthought this, and eventually came to some conclusions:
First, that I am a bit strange. But then, I knew that already. Normal people do not write smutty Disney fanfiction, or make small 'gneep' noises when happy.
Second, that my love of reading is in large part a product of the fact that my parents surrounded me with books from a very young age. They had the leisure and interest to read to me just about daily, from around the time of my birth, and so I learned early on that books were fun. My teachers, for the most part, were also supportive of my reading habits - my kindergarten teacher gave me Redwall as a gift.
And third, that clearly there is a flaw in our culture, or our school system, or both, because an incredibly small percentage of the people around me love to read. My significant other reads (I most likely couldn't bear a lover who didn't), and most of my friends are voracious readers, but as far as I can tell, the vast majority of the common folk of my country get neither pleasure nor purpose out of reading. And personally, I feel that this is wrong, not merely because I love to read, but because the written word is one of the best ways to communicate across generations and cultures; because the written word is part of what makes people people, not merely upright apes; because not reading deprives a person of the innumerable worlds, peoples, events, and emotions that make up the world of imagination. Oh, other forms of media provide similar stimulation, but few of them also provide the consumer with the option to make up their own pictures, their own voices, their own image of what is going on.
To sum up: books spur imagination and are a window to wonders. Reading is good - why isn't everyone doing it?
A few days ago, I realized that most of the world doesn't like to read as much as I do. This was an astonishing and terrifying revelation. I love to read. I spend most of my spare hours reading - books, blogs, fanfiction, the newspaper, the random Avon catalog someone left in the break room, the back of a cereal box if I must. A day in which I do not read is not a good day for me. Reading is very nearly as integral a part of my psyche as breathing is.
So the realization that there are people out there who, by choice or chance or inability, do not read, was shocking. How could it be so? Being the rather introverted person I am, I overthought this, and eventually came to some conclusions:
First, that I am a bit strange. But then, I knew that already. Normal people do not write smutty Disney fanfiction, or make small 'gneep' noises when happy.
Second, that my love of reading is in large part a product of the fact that my parents surrounded me with books from a very young age. They had the leisure and interest to read to me just about daily, from around the time of my birth, and so I learned early on that books were fun. My teachers, for the most part, were also supportive of my reading habits - my kindergarten teacher gave me Redwall as a gift.
And third, that clearly there is a flaw in our culture, or our school system, or both, because an incredibly small percentage of the people around me love to read. My significant other reads (I most likely couldn't bear a lover who didn't), and most of my friends are voracious readers, but as far as I can tell, the vast majority of the common folk of my country get neither pleasure nor purpose out of reading. And personally, I feel that this is wrong, not merely because I love to read, but because the written word is one of the best ways to communicate across generations and cultures; because the written word is part of what makes people people, not merely upright apes; because not reading deprives a person of the innumerable worlds, peoples, events, and emotions that make up the world of imagination. Oh, other forms of media provide similar stimulation, but few of them also provide the consumer with the option to make up their own pictures, their own voices, their own image of what is going on.
To sum up: books spur imagination and are a window to wonders. Reading is good - why isn't everyone doing it?
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Date: 2011-01-07 02:56 pm (UTC)And third, that clearly there is a flaw in our culture, or our school system, or both, because an incredibly small percentage of the people around me love to read.
I think that book reports (one of those things that teaches kids to hate reading I think) are one of the reasons. I know it's so teachers know that the child actually did read the book they said they did but in my personal experience (I was/am like you... a bookaholic) I hated writing them and most of the time looked like an underachiever when it came to reading as a result when it couldn't have been further from the truth (my summer reading numbers were off the charts at the local library).
First, that I am a bit strange. But then, I knew that already. Normal people do not write smutty Disney fanfiction, or make small 'gneep' noises when happy.
You too?? While I haven't yet written Smutty Disney fanfic I have plot bunnies like mad that are crawling over each other trying to get out. Plus while I don't make that particular noise, hubby knows to call back and or come to me when I make a "mrwer" sound (and vice versa).
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Date: 2011-01-07 07:38 pm (UTC)The Disney kink meme is a dangerous, dangerous place...more plot bunnies than I ever needed, and wonderfully addictive comments of love!
I don't know what the answer to the book-report question would be...on the one hand, the teachers need to check on their students' progress, and on the other, every kid I knew hated the durned things. Maybe if the kids had to read aloud or act out their favorite scenes, instead?
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Date: 2011-01-07 11:19 pm (UTC)That's one way. I know of one teacher that used to occasionally stir things up and let the kid make a book cover (complete with a rundown on the back... but I think the teacher was forced to look for the book to confirm they weren't plagiarizing) or a movie poster but more often than not the teacher's preferred the reports (I guess because it take less time than 20-30 kids acting out a story for a minimum of four stories and it supposedly helps the kid to summarize).
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Date: 2011-01-08 04:18 pm (UTC)On the other hand, the sort of voracious reading for pleasure that you or I or other lit fans do -- obviously I think that it's awesome, and that someone who doesn't do it is missing out on something awesome. But there are people out there who think the same thing about skiing or appreciating classical music, and they're probably right, too. But not everything is for everybody, you know?
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Date: 2011-01-08 07:38 pm (UTC)Voracious reading, I grant you, is probably always going to be, and always should be, a less common pleasure, because otherwise we'd all be holed up in libraries and nothing would ever get done.
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Date: 2011-01-28 05:37 am (UTC)After cataloging a sample of my personal library, and doing the math to figure out approximately how many books I had, I realized I own somewhere in the neighborhood of 2,000 books. When I mentioned this to my coworkers, all but one looked at me like I'd grown another head. (The one who didn't has been doing a book exchange with me - I've read 20 or so new books in the last 3 months thanks to her.)
One person even told me, "Anissa, you'll never read that many books!" I had to tell him I *have* read them, some several times - in fact, most of the books I own are ones I enjoy rereading. If I don't like a book I take it to the used bookstore and trade for something else. Then I had to tell them that the personal library does not include my tendency to go to the public library, check out 20 books, read them in two weeks, and go back for another 20.
This makes me want to induct more people into the cult of reading.
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Date: 2011-01-28 01:53 pm (UTC)I'm in a newish, very small apartment, so most of my books are at home with my parents, but I and my Best Beloved *still* have three bookshelves here, because we need them.
What genres do you read?
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Date: 2011-01-28 06:54 pm (UTC)I'll give most anything a whirl if it's well-recommended - my book-exchange coworker has been bringing me the better class of YA stuff lately. The Hunger Games, The Inheritance Cycle, etc. Most of my collection falls into scifi/fantasy, mystery, or horror though. And then there's a huge section of nonfiction with history, travel, and more stuff about animals than you'd believe. I was that kid who couldn't remember your name, but if you ever mentioned that you had a dog at home, I knew its name and breed and age for all time.