I Wanted To Be A Ballerina. I

My Mother Would Read Aloud To My Father And Me In The Evening. She Read Mainly Travel Books.

Writers Are Good At Plucking Out What They Need Here And There.

Problem Solving, And I Don't Mean Algebra, Seems To Be My Life's Work. Maybe It's Everyone's Life's Work.

She Was Not A Slowpoke Grownup. She Was A Girl Who Could Not Wait. Life Was So Interesting She Had To Find Out What Happened Next.

One Rainy Sunday When I Was In The Third Grade, I Picked Up A Book To Look At The Pictures And Discovered That Even Though I Did Not Want To, I Was Reading. I Have Been A Reader Ever Since.