My Klara seems absolutely fascinated by books and newspapers. If I hold a page in front of her, she can stare at it in fascination for as long as my arm holds out. And these are not children’s books, mind you. These are my books. They have no pictures or colorful fonts, just words.
I so hope she becomes a reader like me. Many people are readers but few are readers like me. I read like other people breathe. When I can’t read, I need at least to touch books or to have them around me.
I don’t know anybody who is this kind of reader, and it would be so great to share this with Klara. Obviously, I won’t try to make her get into it if it’s not her thing. But it will be cool if it is.
I’m sure she will acquire your love of books. When books are an integral part of a family, it just happens.
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I hope so! Love of reading is such a beautiful thing.
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