Confessions of my Past, Present and Future
by
Feind Gottes
The Past
One night many years ago my mother (she was probably
drunk) let my father (he was definitely drunk) have some fun and voila,
nine-ish months later out popped a legend! Oh, not that far into the past? My
bad. You’re here about these little amazing things called books.
My love of reading came fairly early without me even
knowing it because it started with comic books. I didn’t have many but I read
them over and over again. On top of that my mother was (and still is) an avid
reader of multiple genres so she was always reading something. She never once told
me I should read this or that, she just set an example by always having a book
in her hand. By the time I was seven or eight years old, I finally followed
that example and read my first book, Little
Arliss by Fred Gipson. It was basically a short story related to the
classic Old Yeller but I remember
feeling like I had accomplished something. My love of reading was born and I began
devouring book after book.
