The Perks of Being a Bookworm: Passages page back into reader’s past

By: Hannah Sanderman

Being a bookworm often calls up images of people who always have their noses in a book, don’t talk to anyone and can always be found in a library.

To me being a bookworm is much more than those vague descriptions.

Growing up, I was constantly surrounded by books and people who loved to read them.

Almost every night starting from my earliest memories up until sixth grade, my mom read to me and my sister.

When we were younger, it was more Goodnight Moon, Berenstain Bears and Little Critter.

As we got older we started to dive into chapter books like The Magic Tree House and the different American Girl series.

Eventually, after many years of bedtime books, I started to read on my own.

This is when my inner bookworm started to emerge.

I loved going to the public library and looking at all the new books and returning home with a stack so heavy it made my arms ache.

When visiting Barnes & Noble, I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

I usually went to my piece of heaven on Earth with my grandma who I call Mimi.

My Mimi is one of the main reasons I call myself a bookworm.

Constantly encouraging me to read and always finding a good reason to buy me a new book,  she always says,“Reading is one of the greatest hobbies because you can do it your entire life.”

Seeing how much my mom and Mimi loved books made me love them that much more.

My mom and Mimi still encourage me to read, as I continue to expand my love for books. They constantly give me book recommendations when I’m in a book slump and need a good read.

I frequent the public library, still looking for the newest books, and even though I don’t go as much, I still think Barnes & Noble is heaven on Earth.

Bookworm: a person devoted to reading.

This definition perfectly describes how I feel about being a bookworm.

I hope to fit this definition and be a devout reader for many years to come.

Top 5 Recent Favorite Books:

How to Be Interesting (In Ten Simple Steps) by Jessica Hagy

We Should Hang Out Sometime by Josh Sundquist

Where She Went by Gayle Forman

A Work In Progress by Connor Franta

Currently Reading: 

Mosquitoland by David Arnold