Bird by Bird, Book by Book
There are many books I am embarrassed to say that I have never read.
Growing up I was never on the honors track. I take that back. I was in “Gifted and Talented” programming in elementary school and the top reading group in 5th grade. But when you enter the abyss of middle school, the cavernous black hole of hormones and social hierarchy, differentiation and special programming cease to exist (even today!). And college prep and the advanced courses of high school have yet to start. Somehow, I fell through the cracks.
As a middle school and high school student, I felt like school was mostly a way to pass the time until I could get to gymnastics practice, which I attended mostly year-round. I wasn’t a bad student, but in the gym I was surrounded by friends and could spend my time doing what I was really good at, and what I truly loved.
As an education major right out of the gate, most of my college work was focused on elementary level texts, Cognitively Guided Instruction math classes and a smattering of science and social studies courses. I began my Master’s degree shortly after attaining my undergraduate, and so my single adolescent lit course at UWEC counted as an elective in my new degree.
Don’t worry about me. I got a perfectly fine public education. A great one even. I’m mentioning my education background to make the point that I wasn’t destined for a literary life. Instead of reading from a required list of pre-selected titles, I created my own literary landscape.
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