She liked the peacefulness and found that I could entertain myself easily there, thought I was only three years old. She didn’t pay much attention to what I was reading (it was an uncomfortable pregnancy, and as long as I was quiet she was happy), so she remains unaware, to this day, that the first book I picked up was one on speed reading.
After devouring it, I quickly made my way through almost half of the library’s ten million volumes.
Eventually, in the education section, I found a book which convinced me that speed readers often trade comprehension for speed. I became convinced that comprehension was more important just a few books down the shelf, and abandoned the project. Funny tidbit: Because of the design of the library’s stacks, I’ve read thousands of books about agriculture, and I’ve never read a single thing about the nation of Mozambique.
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You know, Ben, these little stories, it's surprising how quickly they pull you in.
If I'd tried to come up with 25 true stories about my life, it would have been equally surprising how quickly the last few would have put you to sleep.
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