People usually associate a personal trait to a certain event or experience in their past. We claim that what we are at present is the outcome of something that happened to us before. For instance, some people may claim that their enthusiasm for traveling may have been brought about by watching different shows on TV, introducing beautiful places all over the world. Some may claim that their love for writing may have been triggered after reading numerous inspirational books. Some may claim that their strong and independent personality may have been due to the number of times they’ve stood up after failing in the past.
This afternoon, I thought about my being a bookworm.I recalled the times that I would snuggle under my covers with a book in hand. I remembered spending Saturdays in the garden, reading the time away. I reminisced those afternoons in gradeschool when I would opt to burry my head between books, instead of going out to play. I was a bookworm then and I just realized that up to the present, I’m still just that.
Deep in thought, I pondered over the reason as to why I have a somewhat bizarre hype when it comes to reading books. I found myself looking back to my elementary days in ISB. Then, it dawned on me – it all started during our obligatory visits to the school library. Visiting the library for us was compulsory. In fact, it was an entire subject altogether. We were made to go there for an hour and a half every week, and I believe it was there where I grasped my love for books.
ISB had an amazing library which had a wide variety of books. I vaguely remember anticipating my library visits. I adored seeing the thousands of books on the shelves and I always had trouble picking out which book to take home. I wanted to read every single book. No, actually I wanted to own every single book! haha! I was just awestruck with the abundance of books. My previous schools before ISB lacked in the library department. They weren’t rich enough in books. In one of the schools, we weren’t even allowed to go in the library! 8-} So yes, I have to thank ISB for opening my eyes to the world of books. I have to thank ISB for making me into the bookworm that I am now.
(I’ll end this now. I’m begining to sound like I’m advertising ISB already! hehehe!)