My Reflection Of Books In My Life

By the age of 6, I was set for life to be an advanced reader. In first grade I was reading novels for the middle school. I could read high school level books before 5th grade was over. Reading was a passion of mine because it was my strongest skill. My teachers and parents applauded me because when the required reading time was an, hour, I would read 5 just because I became lost in the story. We were rewarded for reading all these hours by having pizza parties in class. However, my favorite time of the year was the annual book fair. It was my 4th grade year, and I found the perfect book, called The Rescue by Nicolas Edwards. The Rescue was about a girl who was connected physiologically to a dog when it found itself in stranded and drowning out at sea. The original attraction to this book was because I am an animal lover; and the idea of being able to connect with animals on a deep level intrigued me. It was my favorite book; I read it repeatedly for months on end.
Yet, reading has become more of a nuisance than an enjoyable activity, as I grew older.

It was my 7th grade year when my older sister introduced me to a book that I thought nothing of until I began reading it. Lynn Weingarten called the book Wherever Nina Lies. It is about a girl named Ellie whose sister Nina disappeared. For 2 years she thought about her and how she could find Nina. Eventually she finds a trail, meets a guy a long the way and shockingly enough, like every other teenage novel, they start to like each other. The book had an interesting story line and every page you turned seemed to hold a new surprise. My favorite part was the ending however. This is mainly because it held the biggest surprise of all. I read this book over and over because no matter what the story also kept me interested. I Wherever Nina Lies for the first 5 years ago, and as much as I don’t like reading today, I still find time every now and again to pick it up and read it