A few months ago, I came across this beautiful article on the Huffington post website, which reports an exctract from the book “Why I read” by Wendy Lesser. I love how the author talks about the reasons why book lovers like reading so much, and why reading is such an important activity. So it got me thinking about the reasons why I read, something I’d never done before.
There’s no doubt about the fact that reading is my passion. Since when I learned how to read when I was little, I’ve always carried a book with me and I still do so, no matter where I go. I feel incomplete if I don’t have a book with me..Furthermore, if I had to choose between watching a TV show or reading a book? I’d definitely choose the latter option. So I believe that “being a bookwarm” is written in my DNA, but I’d never really thought about the reason why I love reading so much.
Honestly, I don’t think there’s an exhaustive answer to that, especially because reading is such a personal experience and it can be a different one for each one of us. But it’s true that, if you think about it, there are a lot of reasons why books are our best friends and why we consider them a real treasure.
When we read a good book, we lose ourselves in a new world. A good book, whether it’s romance, science fiction, historical romance or else, gives us the impression that we ourselves become the characters of the story. We feel what the characters feel, we see what they see and through their eyes, we visit lands and places we’ve never seen or we never thought we’d be to. For a little while, we’re given the chance to escape our routine, and jump into new adventures…
This not only does entertain us, but it also enriches us in so many ways. Whenever I finish reading a book, I always feel richer inside. We can get so many life lessons from a book. More than once, stories got me thinking about life, about how we deal with some situations in contrast with how the book’s characters do so. So books are not only friends, but they can also be great teachers.
And the emotions we feel while reading are indescribable, aren’t they? How many times did we find ouselves sobbing like crazy while reading, then laughing, then biting our nails because we were anxious about how things would turn out…And how many times did we find ourselves relating to the characters? I do so very often, and I believe this is another reason why reading is so special to me. Sometimes, when we read, we come across a character’s situation that can be very similar to our own — we see that other people have gone through the same sorrows, the same joys, the same experiences, that can be hurtful or joyful, and we feel as if these characters can understand us.
Another thing I love about reading is the bonding experience between us readers, the debates and discussions that spring to life, the joy of sharing your thoughts about a book with another person that loves it as much as you do…Each time I discuss a book with another reader, I want to tell time to stop for a second, because it’s such a pleasure to talk to others about books we love. And when we exchange thoughts and opinions, we learn new things. We may even come to see a certain experience or event with new eyes, from another perspective. How cool is that?
One things is for sure: books are really the best gift we can receive. Because: