by Benjamin M., Age 11 , Grade 6, Laramie Middle School, Laramie, WYOMING USA
A Whole World of Reading
By Ben M.
It was Christmas of 2009, and I could still hear my Dad reading, "Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The stockings were hung, on the chimny with care, in hopes that St. Nicholas, soon would be there." And that was pretty much one of my first memories of reading. That memory is really important because every Christmas I read that same book. Though just so you know, it was my dad who read it. I don't know if I was dreaming of candy dancing in my head, but I sure dreamed something.
Then many years later, what was it, first grade? I found a book at the free book stand, and I took it home and didn't read it until later. Then when my parents and I were looking for a chapter book I'd enjoy, I found the book under my bed in the bedroom. When I began reading The Magic Treehouse Dinosaurs before dawn, I discovered that books are not only words, they're magical stories. The first one was about a girl and her brother who found a treehouse. They climbed the rope ladder and when they reach the top, they find a lot of books. The boy picks up a dinosaur book, and he utters the words, "I wish I could see a dinosaur," then somehow, they go back in time! Today I've read at least fifty Magic Tree House books and by far they're one of my all-time favorite series of books. Then after fifth grade, I also learned that books are not only magical stories, they're HORROR stories!