I love to read. As far back as I can remember, I've always loved to read. I remember learning to read rather well and quite quickly. As it is with most things we excel in, we attach enjoyment to those things and want to do them over and over and over again. The same is how it goes with me and reading. (Although, I would be remiss if I failed to mention that I participated hard in the PizzaHut BookIt! Club/Program back in the 90's... You know, in looking back, I can't quite decipher if my love for reading was for reading alone, or if it was just a mask for the massive love of the pepperoni pizza I had and all the pizzas got to eat when I finished reading -yet another- book.) Any way you look at it, since that time, I continued reading, eventually began a teaching career and started helping other kids read, and finished my graduate work in Reading Specialization. I now have the walls of my house lined with shelves and shelves of books {I blame this on the fact that a reading ...
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