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Musing Monday April 25: A Reading Family Resemblance.

April 25, 2011

This week’s musing asks…

Do the members of your family read? Do you think it was passed down to you? ((or, if you want you can answer this: Who do you think influenced you as a reader?))

Family snapshot #1: My parents and I are on vacation. Family trip to London. Yes, we go sightseeing, and gawk at The Tower of London, the British Museum, and ride on a double decker bus. We eat actual fish and chips! However, an even bigger delight, and highlight of the trip, is our visit to Waterstone’s, Daunt’s and Hatchard’s. We even bring a spare travel bag to stuff with the bookish delights of authors we can’t find in the U.S.

A similar scene occurs on family trips to Scotland. Hit the city, shake off the jet lag… and it’s time to find some good books!

Family snapshot #2: The beach. It doesn’t matter which beach. The point is, we’re all on vacation, surrounded by sunshine, surf and scenery. And we’re all reading in the shade. (In between bouts of frolicking, snorkeling and various other vacation pursuits.) Tan lines may occur, but often in the diagonal shape of the book we’re holding.

Family snapshot #3 Christmas. Lots and lots of rectangular packages under the Christmas tree. Boxing day is not so much a boxing day… as a reading day.

So yes. We read a lot.

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3 Comments leave one →
  1. Amy permalink
    April 25, 2011 8:30 am

    voraciously. My parents aren’t necessarily huge readers, but my mother is mildly addicted to autobiographies, and my father reads a fair amount of nonfiction and spy novels. And my father’s mother is a retired English teacher, who believed that good books make good children. Certainly, my parents made sure I learned to read very early, and they read to me often. Pop believed Edgar Allen Poe, Robert Service, and George Orwell were good bedtime reading for his daughters. (I blame most of my weirdness on this.) My mother preferred Little Women and Little House on the Prairie and Anne of Green Gables and the occasional biography (usually of famous women). I was ripping through some simple children’s lit on my own by the time I hit first grade. Rather than having me skip a grade or two, the teachers decided just to let me read whatever I wanted to during time normally spent on teaching the alphabet and sounding out words. When I turned 10, my parents gave me a copy of Look Homeward Angel, which I didn’t finish until about 6 years later. Instead, I spent several years raiding my eldest sister’s prodigious collection of scifi and fantasy. She now teaches Southern lit. Small wonder I married a book-hoarder. My other sisters aren’t such voracious readers, but one loves Tolstoy and the other Roald Dahl; so they have good taste.

    It’s so rare to get all of my family together these days that we don’t spend a great deal of time sitting around reading together anymore. But most of us carry books with us everywhere. So, the post-Thanksgiving dinner coma is likely to be enjoyed over mystery novels and basketball. And in between surfing and sandcastles, there is usually some quality time with Clyde Edgerton or David Sedaris. And when my grandmother was in the hospital, we put together a reading for her of Much Ado About Nothing. I insisted on playing Dogberry, natch.

  2. April 25, 2011 1:44 pm

    Love the memories! I have some too, mostly of my dad reading Westerns!

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  3. April 25, 2011 1:52 pm

    lol . That a great picture. When my husband and I travel I always point out the bookstores or libraries. I travel to Ireland with him and my favorite spot a 3 story antique bookstore! Loved that place even if it was cramped!

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