(All by myself by Celine Dion.. in
3..2..1)
When I was young, of course not as the
song goes, I am not really interested in reading books. I am quite
not sure why. One of my undisputed theory is trauma. Severe mental
injuries due to teachers who pull the hair near your ears if you
don't pronounce the word right. I even remember the segregation
tables wherein we are classified according to idiocy of the written
language. Many times I have landed in the 3rd table where my
seatmates are said to be lazy and moronic in nature. Thus, ladies and
gentlemen, I give you the horror that any child fears: Being Laughed
At. I remember myself near tears as I try to keep my composure,
brought out my pencil and paper and wrote my name many times. Well,
the good news is: I learned how to read because *fork* you, that's
why. I tried my best to read at my own pace. I ignored ridicule and
embarrasment and because of that i am proud of myself.
I know for a fact that I am lazy in
many ways. I loathed studying. I just want to play, eat candy and watch cartoons. My
two older sisters were probably doing well in school so that means I
should too. I remember when I was forced to buy and read Sweet Valley
Kids because my sisters liked that book. My Mom, peeks at my room
just to check if I'm reading or not. By the time I have grown up,
they wouldn't give a damn if I did. But I have to say, without my siblings' encouragement I will never touch a single book.
