The Love of Reading
I’ve been a little lax these days in writing posts, updating this blog and writing book reviews and one of my biggest self-criticisms for my site is that I haven’t written enough book reviews. Reason being is that I’ve read a lot since becoming an English teacher and I originally set an ambitious goal of giving a review every other week. But, I’ve fallen down on this goal and the bigger hurt for me is that I truly love reading and learning.
I love reading and since becoming an English teacher in China, I’ve been able to read a heck of a lot more than I did back in Canada. I can say that I honestly love reading. It’s a passion that I’ve discovered late in life. It was when I was knee-deep in university textbooks that I could hardly digest, the content and the flavor, without wanting to be sick. For whatever reason at that time I decided to pick up a novel to read simply for the pleasure of it. Since then I fell in love with reading.
During this period I’ve set goals to read at least one book a month and I’ve done this for the past 5 years. Lately, I’ve bumped my goal up to two a month. This is one addiction that I think is relatively healthy, at least at the levels that I’m consuming books at.
I’ve also exhausted my favourite authors: from Hemingway and Murakami, to Rand and Hessler; continually begging my friends to give me more book recommendations so I can feed this reading addiction.
During this educational awakening I’ve realized that you don’t find books, but books find you. That at certain times in your life a book will appear almost like magic; at that immediate time you needed or wanted it; like when a friend recommended Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged & The Fountainhead when I was looking for my moral code, or when I was looking for some guidance before coming to teach English in China and I found a site that demanded I read two books before making my decision on China, Mark Salzman’s Iron and Silk and Peter Hessler’s River Town. Even though they are dated I still highly recommend those two.
Fairly recently, I felt quite lost and I found a funny titled book on my friend’s bookshelf titled The Importance of Living, by Lin Yu Tang. I had never heard of this author at the time, but only later discovered he was a brilliant Chinese writer, philosopher and inventor. From his book in the section The Art of Reading he stated:
“Ín reading as in eating what is one man’s meat may be another’s poison. A teacher cannot expect his children to have the same tastes as himself. And if the reader has no taste for what he reads, all the time is wasted. As Yuan Chunlang says, ‘You can leave the books that you don’t like alone, and let other people read them.’
I quite enjoy this quote and truly believe it. Read the books you like. Also learn the things you are passionate about. Leave the rest to other people.
Alas, since starting this site I planned on reviewing one China book, teaching book or learning book each week, but this has turned into one every 3 months! So, now I’ll readjust my goal to something that should be easily achievable (set simple goals and enjoy the pleasure of exploding past them) and I now plan on reviewing one book per month.
I’m looking forward to sharing some of the great books that have found their way to me and hopefully you’ll find they have a good flavor for you to digest.