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I happen to know for a fact I read more than 100 books before I was 8, since I won a contest in 2nd grade for reading 100 books in one month. I've read 82 so far in 2011.
My husband, on the other hand, has read about 4 books in the 18 years we've been together. I only remember my father reading 1 book in all the time I knew him (19 years). My mother read hundreds.
I think it's a meaningless statement, because of all the variables involved in averaging out for an entire population (and I, too, question where that number came from), but I do think it highlights the fact that many people don't read for pleasure, and, in fact, find it a traumatizing or useless experience. Some people prefer to live life to its fullest and I have no problem with that. Some prefer to live life in front of a TV, and I find that even more disturbing.
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