Friday, July 19, 2013

Mixed

DW has sent me three books, from Amazon. I have started the History of America in Guns. I am interested, even though it's clear he wrote it for men. Of course, I've only just begun, as the song says.

These books are a gift, most unexpected, very thoughtful. And I have thanked D sincerely. I am pretty sure it's sincerely. I meant it that way.

I brought the box in last night, saying, "Okay, what did I order and forget I ordered?" Couldn't come up with anything. But as soon as I opened it, I knew it was from D.

I always hated having to do a book report after reading a book. That was school. They always wanted you to do a book report. To prove you read the book, I'm sure. Yes, there are ways of writing a book report without reading the book. It's hard, though. Did teachers really read book reports? Maybe we should have required a report on the book report. Ha!

Well anyway, it certainly discouraged my reading, dimmed my interest in reading, killed what interest I had. Get it? I'd rather be out on the playground, and so on. I was always an impatient reader, anyway. Get to it, author. I'm still that way.

So now I have these books from D and he looks forward to our conversation after each one. Book report. Pressure. Ugh.

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