Reading wasn't my thing growing up. Or so I had been led to believe. True; I'd rather go outside; shoot hoops, toss a baseball or catch a football. I spent hours with my Star Wars action figures, as well as, playing D&D (that's short for Dungeons and Dragons). When my formative middle school days arrived I know my mother was especially concerned about my perceived lack of reading. The Nuns at my private catholic school, charged with my education, told her I was a non-compliant reader. Bam -- labeled I was (Yoda Talk).
As the targeted non-reader at school I'd be prodded quite often with the question "Show me the book you are reading?" A Nun-ified action plan to read. A book became my middle school ID. If a book wasn't on me I'd be busted -- detention or worse, no recess. So I carried a book. A book I never intended to read; a book I had no interest in reading; the book was simply a get-out-of-trouble item to me.
Truth be told -- I was reading a lot. But my reading was for purpose. D&D required digesting massive amounts of text to play. It's a role playing game. It entailed reading, writing, interaction and imagination. A teachers dream; right? Not so for the Nuns of the 1970's. I decided to test the holy waters.
Bringing a D&D Players Manual to school is akin to dressing out of uniform at school, blurting out at mass, tossing food in the lunch room OR worse; it's simply isn't done. Well I did it. And that day you'd have thought I brought satan to school for show and tell. Red like a hot chili pepper, Sister Mary's face foreshadowed my doom. That was one angry Nun that day. A parent-teacher conference that same day ensued with many weeks of lunch and recess reading-detention followed.
"I needed a book like a desert traveler needed water."
In Florida, a year earlier, I devoured the Hobbit in a week; the first of Tolkien's books. Little did I know he had written three more books. That day when I got home from school I darted into the kitchen exclaiming to my mom that "I needed to get The Lord of the Rings Trilogy book set." So excited or shocked she took me immediately to the "public" library (where pagan periodicals exist). A frantic search for my library card quickly got underway. Once dusted off we drove to library.
There on the shelf it was: The Fellowship of Ring -- I signed it out.
Give your child, your grand kids, your nieces and nephews, the students in your class the opportunity to find their world within -- visit Metro Detroit's Biggest and Best Used Book Sale. Here you'll be able to buy a book that'll change the lives of young people forever. Starting on April 27th and going through May 4th is the BookStock annual fundraiser. Not only will you be able to purchase books and media products for your loved ones but the proceeds go to help other kids in the Metro Detroit area.
your grand kids
In 12 years, Bookstock has donated just shy of $1,000,000 to non-profit organizations in Detroit and the metro area, including those comprising its coalition. Additionally, Bookstock donates large quantities of unsold books to other non-profit organizations and schools. For example, the Salvation Army receives the bulk of the remaining books and media. Bookstock also underwrites a scholarship at the Wayne State University School of Library Science and supports the Bookstock Fund, a literacy fund that provides micro-grants to enhance literacy and learning in Detroit and the metro area.
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