I like reading. I love reading. I always have. I read recreationally still. I read on buses, in planes, while crossing streets. My entire apartment is covered in books. And now, through some strange concatenation of circumstances, I write for a living.The road to Hell is paved with progressive reading pedagogy.
And it’s all because, as a child, my parents took the time to read me “Recommended Levels of Insulation.”
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