RE: Surprising but true.
April 30, 2013 at 5:36 am
(This post was last modified: April 30, 2013 at 5:37 am by Kayenneh.)
I started reading at the age of three. My sister, four years my senior, wanted to play school with me and suddenly words made sense to me. My parents did not believe us at first, so dad wrote some short words on small slips of paper and I remember a weekend morning when he presented them to me and I read them all. At first I read only books with lots of illustrations and not so many words, but at the age of six*, when I started school, my teacher had to give me a reading book meant for third graders, since I read the hardest level first grade book in one afternoon. I used to frequent our library a lot as a child.
*Kids in Finland usually begin school when they're seven, so that is another odd thing for me.
*Kids in Finland usually begin school when they're seven, so that is another odd thing for me.
When I was young, there was a god with infinite power protecting me. Is there anyone else who felt that way? And was sure about it? but the first time I fell in love, I was thrown down - or maybe I broke free - and I bade farewell to God and became human. Now I don't have God's protection, and I walk on the ground without wings, but I don't regret this hardship. I want to live as a person. -Arina Tanemura
