Personal Narrative: My Love For Reading

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I consider myself to be a proud bibliophile. For as long I remember I have been a book lover. I always get excited at the thought of getting new books, reading them and showing how much I adore them. My love for reading comes from my mother. My mother was the first person who taught me how to read when I was just three. She introduced me to different children books, encouraging my love for reading. She often limits my TV hours, so I can read with her. I grow up witnessing my mother read countless books every night before bed and that ignited my love for reading more. Unfortunately, my love for books subsided when I was at the ages of eight to eleven. At that time I spent most of my time discovering things and making friends. My love for reading

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