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Originally Posted by Blossom
Aww how cute! My mother was too busy running her restaurant. I learn to read by watching Sesame Street at 5. My mother never read to me. She sang and horrible so but that's it. Books were frowned upon alot...
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Now I have over 10,000 ebooks and about 1000 physical books. I've made up for my horrible childhood. 
Hubby is one who hates reading... |
In my family, my mother and aunt are the only ones who sometimes read; only 2-4 books a year, but still. No one else ever touches anything that takes longer than 5 minutes to read.
Often, I have the idea that my family members hate me, because I'm the only one with the necessary patience and concentration arc to have hobbies such as reading, and playing Chess and Go. They wonder how I can 'do nothing' for such a long time.
The one thing I'm always hearing is: "I don't know what to do. There is nothing to do. There's nothing on TV. I'm bored."
And still, they ask how I can 'do nothing.' I read books. I play Chess. I play Go. I (try to) play the organ and piano. Sometimes I even listen to music. (This means: listen to music being the activity; not just having music playing in the background.) I'm studying for an extra master degree. I have a lot to do on the computer, such as organizing my e-books and ripped music (still not done after two years; hell of a lot of work to get everything tagged to perfection).
This, together with doing my normal household, would be enough to fill up the next 20 years of my life. It actually often feels that going to work is like pausing my 'real' life for 10 hours.
I don't have time to be bored...