tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63307412487506756812024-09-01T12:56:32.641-07:00Why Reading RocksDiana Kipkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11102749726822036028noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330741248750675681.post-15329927967052654032011-11-20T13:59:00.000-08:002011-11-20T13:59:44.199-08:00Why Reading Rocks: When I Was A Child...Why Reading Rocks: When I Was A Child...: From earliest memory, the sheer joy of reading gave me goosebumps! From the crown of my head to the tip of my toes, I'd get a huge thrill t...Diana Kipkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11102749726822036028noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6330741248750675681.post-55899045194965463972011-11-20T13:38:00.000-08:002011-11-20T13:38:46.314-08:00When I Was A Child...From earliest memory, the sheer joy of reading gave me goosebumps! From the crown of my head to the tip of my toes, I'd get a huge thrill thinking of the unknown adventures that lay ahead as I opened up a new or well-loved book.
Our mother read to us every day, television was not a big priority on our home, and so we learned to use our imaginations in ways that most children today miss Diana Kipkahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11102749726822036028noreply@blogger.com1