The Bookish Ailurophile

By: Shin | October 23, 2016

I grew up in a small town, with my strict grandparents. I grew up following rules, such as reading time everyday, which I hated then because I wasn't allowed to watch TV or play outside without reading a short story first. My grandmother did not only taught me the alphabet at an early age, she saw to it that I would learn to read at an early age.


During my childhood, there were things which other children in my age that time enjoyed, but I wasn't allowed to do nor even dared to try, like climbing a tree, riding a bicycle, playing cards, and more. My grandparents weren't always around that time, and I was usually left at home with “manang”, so during those times, I was always stuck either reading fables and fairy tales or watching cartoons  with “Kingkong”, my stuffed monkey. I didn't have a lot of toys actually, and I never owned a Barbie doll. Yes, imagine, I got my first and only Barbie doll when I was 12 years old. Haha! but my grandma saw to it that I have supplies of puzzles and coloring books. Despite the fact that, yes, there were things I weren't able to experience and enjoy as a kid, and there were times when I felt so lonely and hated being stuck at home, alone most of the time, if things didn't happen that way, I don't think I would be able to discover, enjoy, and appreciate the beautiful world of books at an early age. I am lucky and thankful to have my grandparents who instilled in me the love of reading. Reading used to be my way to pass time when I'm alone, while my friends and other children in the neighborhood were busy climbing trees, playing hide and seek, or collecting shells on the beach.....until such time that spending time with my nose stuck in a book became more and more part of my life......

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Shaz Goodwin

Posted on : October 24, 2016

What a lovely story Shin. Thank you for sharing on #TalkoftheTown


Mia

Posted on : October 24, 2016

reminds me of my childhood too when I used to spend time after classes, reading alamat stories


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