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A book, a girl, and a memory

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A shelf of books not unlike my own shelf at home.

I began reading when I was two years old.

My parents say I was an especially eager reader. By picking up absolute masterpieces like The Cat in the Hat and The Pout-Pout Fish, I was destined to become a book nerd.

In all seriousness, I vividly remember making numerous trips to the local library weekly, picking out five books at a time. There was always something special about the feeling of being transported to a different world, where expectations were a mere mystery and realistic problems were nonexistent. 

I felt comforted when encountering characters who were going through issues similar to mine. They made me feel a sense of belonging and home I had always yearned for in my younger years. 

I also felt a constant state of tiredness. Not tired as in I needed to get more sleep, but tired as in I needed to get away. I felt bored with my little life, which revolved purely around school and my family. Not that my life was terrible, but I just wanted more. I felt like I was unable to live up to my potential, confined within the barriers of young age and immaturity. Books were my escape from it all. 

Whenever I had the opportunity to venture to the library, I picked fantasy as my main genre to explore a new, impossible place through a different lens. At times, I also chose romance, as I have always known that I am a hopeless romantic to my core.

There was always something special about the feeling of being transported to a different world, where expectations were a mere mystery and realistic problems were nonexistent. 

My family never knew the real reason I loved to read. They simply assumed I was an extraordinarily smart girl who wanted to learn everything she could. 

However, as I’ve grown older, my love for books has unfortunately faded. As a child, reading was my first hobby, the first thing I did when I got home from school, and the first thing I reached for after a long day.

Nowadays, between the late-night study sessions and dance practices, I can’t find as much time to read as I did when I was young. Sometimes, I fail to find the simple innocence and love I once found so easily in books. It frustrates me. Why, after all these years, am I unable to capture the mystical feeling of being a child?

In a way, I know I am lying to myself. I fruitlessly attempt to pick up book by book, flipping through the pages to find a particular portion that will engage me in its suffocating grasp. I am constantly, shamelessly trying to clutch onto something I have to let go of.

In truth, I am not the person I once was. Books are a pathway to my previous self, the little girl filled with wonder. In every book I read, I am reminded of her eagerness and kindness through everything she did. 

Although my reading progress has slowed, I still love it just as much as when I was little. In that little girl’s memory, I continue to read when I can, for what she would’ve wanted, and for the escape books still provide for me, even after all these years.

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Maylee Ohlman, Staff Writer
Maylee Ohlman is a sophomore going on to her first year on The Central Trend.  She spontaneously decided to join Writing for Publication this year and is now excited to keep writing for the rest of her time in high school.  She is part of the FHCVDT and plans to also keep dancing for many years.  In her free time, she loves to read and try new bubble tea spots across Grand Rapids.  She loves to feel like a tourist anywhere she goes and aspires to travel as much as she can in her lifetime.  She is enthused to begin writing for The Central Trend this year. Favorite book: Better than the Movies by Lynn Painter Favorite TV show: The Last of Us Go-to bubble tea order: A peach milk tea with lychee jelly and tapioca pearls

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