Reading should be precious

Time marches on, and so do my reading progress. There is a lot of information in the four chapters. Actually, I found it’s a little bit hard to read two long chapters. Whatever how interesting the stories are in the book, it’s still tiresome to read the never ended long chapters. Furthermore, those chapters were even written by a profound language centuries ago. Have you had a feeling that you can never paying attention on anything? However, I should know that it’s the challenge that I chose to do and I should never gave it up.

There wasn’t a lot of important things happened in the book. Because of the new part of the book started, the writer was talking about beddings of the following story. The story introduced Mr. Weston’s son, who finally came to their life. It talked about the intersection between Emma, and young lady called Jane Fairfax, who’s an orphan. Meanwhile, the story brought Emma a bad news about Mr. Elton’s new wife. Yeah, you heard right, Mr. Elton quickly changed his loving target and found a wife in a few weeks. Mrs. Elton was described as “to be handsome, elegant, highly accomplished, and perfectly amiable”. Well, it seemed like the people in Highbury would have some new topics to talk about. Since this “perfect” woman have not been seen in the book, let’s leave my evaluation of her to next blog post.

During the reading task these days, I saw the memory. I realized the memory when I had just started reading books. When was that? I wasn’t sure. It seemed to be a normal thing, but I didn’t know how unforgettable that was. I loved eating fast food when I was in elementary school. That were the biggest awarding my dad issued me in my childhood life. Please don’t think it’s not related to reading! Please listen my following story. Every time that I did anything right, my dad would bring me to eat fast food and buy me some books as encouragement. It wasn’t just a motivation to move me to do right things, but giving me an idea that reading books was a “precious”. I didn’t like to read book when I was young, but I had a feeling that I should treasured every book that I had and I read.

Can you believe that the birthday present I wanted the most are books? I ran followed my dad and only requested for those obscure and complex books. Maybe for other families, the parents would feel happy if their child wanted books, but it was opposite in our family. I could only have books when I participated really well. Nevertheless, maybe just because of the dissatisfactory feeling on reading books, I had a huge interest in it. It seemed like people would only know how important foods are when they were hungry. I could only know how valuable books are when I didn’t have them.

The younger me would feel disappointed if she knew I started complained about reading the book. I should adjust myself. Even though I had complained, I will continue reading it; I will try to satisfy myself by reading the book. 18 more days and 32 chapters to go.