To infinity and beyond. In class
Many times I have heard that reading is good for no make spelling mistakes or is great to hang out ...
And it partly right, but, having said so, it's like when we have ten years and tell us that chamomile is very good for stomach ache ...
Reading is another thing ...
first read a title and cherish a cover, we get an idea, like a hope or a promise, or a plan or project ... we do a story on the head before get to read.
We read, and we're breaking up the initial story, as one unwinds the skein of yarn to make another new ball: the story we read.
We read, and we get from characters or criticize others and are part of an issue that seriously concerns us, because we live what we remove and requires us taking a stand.
We read, and dazzles the case, we resolve to stir the passions or the problem.
In reading we read, decipher, understand, understand, forgive and rehearsed to be people with so many characters ... We read and
up those lines that are hidden as traces of ancient texts that populate new readings, such as elderly people who tell their grandchildren intermingling severities with screeches.
And if we do leyentes perpetual, entered the kind gesture and after a shot, read a breakup and that day, do not ask for the year ...
read, going through the aisles and watch on the melancholy of the gait, problems with a partner or the rush of this teacher, who is always late, why not for the stairs to read faces, movements, silences, absences ...
read and noticed that we are not alone and that everyone is very unfortunate, but at the same time, because, luckily, the same world tour, the whole world will also infinitely happy ...
turned off the light, for reading cradles us, and we dream of legend, which grows upon us while we sleep, helping us to grow without remedy ... Read
truths, lies, read letters and emails, always read and confirm that we exist, since we feel ...
And finally, the sense of reading is the pure feeling of understanding that non-stop reading makes us better when we help ourselves in the place of another (this is called empathy), when trains us to be continually monitors and interpret the wonderful world around us with their letters and punctuation (the murmurs and whispers in the form of dots, these cries of semicolons, those undecided questions or sighs of exclamations ...) Read
tirelessly to understand that what is not said can also be read and after the silence of another person, look into a chasm of respect ... Read
Non stop being ...
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