Oliver: Another rewarding chapter of Love to Read
When I was a child, reading was one of my favorite things to do.
Whether it was peering over my mother’s shoulder for a bedtime story or lying on my stomach while racing through yet another “Nancy Drew” installment, reading provided hours upon hours of pleasant diversion.
I would take my books with me wherever I went – outside in a tree, on the bus or in a corner of the library. It really didn’t matter where I was as long as I had a book in which to get lost.
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