I can’t remember how my love affair with books began. I love reading and i’m always at my happiest when i’m in a book shop or library. I can spend hours and hours in them and i never walked out of them without toting a book or two.
As a young girl, i remember how happy i was flipping through my family’s precious encyclopedias even though i can’t comprehend what’s written on them. The sight brought smile to my lips and the smell’s divine. One can’t imagine how hungry i’ve been when i learned how to read! The 80’s introduced me to Filipino Komiks. Back then, everybody in the family reads komiks. From the child’s beloved Funny Komiks to Aliwan to horrifying Holiday. We’re a happy bunch as each one of us were silenced to reading.
Back to books, one of my favorites as a child is an old book, browned and brittled by time, about legends. It contains stories of almost all the loved Filipino folklore… “Ang Alamat ni Maria Makiling”, ” Ang Alamat ni Mariang Sinukuan”, ” Ang Alamat ng Pinya “, etc, etc. I never get tired of reading the stories over and over again. This book is still kept in our home’s library and because it is so old… it has to be handled reverently.
The very first book that i’ve bought for myself in grade school was ” Give Us A Great Big Smile, Rosy Cole ” by Sheila Greenwald. I didn’t know why i picked it among the hundreds of novels in the bookstore, but i was glad that i did.
Then came the series that really, really jumpstart my ” Mother… to the Bookstore, please ??!!!! “ My all-time favorite ( lahat na lang yata… my all-time favorite.Haha! ) ……………SWEET VALLEY TWINS by Francine Pascal !
I have several volumes of them and a lot of times i told myself that if i run out of books to read, i will read them over again… if i run out. Hay, i plan to pass these on to my kids and tell them… really tell them… to take care and love them as much as i did and still do.
These are the books of my childhood and they are placed in that special corner of our home in Rizal. Dust may gather around them again and again. Time might have aged the material. But the happiness that they have brought me as a kid is already a scar in my heart. Cannot be removed and forever will be embossed. For this, i’ll always be thankful to my parents ,my Nanay and Tatay, who instilled in us the love for reading by surrounding us with books.
It was a sad thing though to part with the series because i knew i have to move on. I knew then that i’m growing up and that my interests were changing. And moved on , i did. To what ? Will find out in my next post.
( Pictures from amazon.com )