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Please take time to visit my new FB page on Facebook.com:Danny D Langone and the new web page for my novel "Flybait's Lament" @ http://bit.ly/langone.
I should have paid more attention when we had those twenty minute visits to the school library as a kid. Of course all I was looking for was a Henry Huggins book or something with cool pictures of insects in it in order to fulfill my reading obligation for the week.I think I checked out the Audobon Field Guide for Insects more than any other student at Herbert Schenk Grade School.
Admittedly I was not an avid reader as a child primarily because I didn't have the patience to sit there. Unlike today's kids who dwell in the inner sanctum of the computer world, "outside" called me like the bell of an ice cream truck passing a fat spa. In the summer I would answer outside's siren call at the crack of eleven (sleeping was something I did exceptionally well), and disappeared into the golden folds of ne'erdowellism with a minimum of hygienic falderall,wet fingertip eye wash and wetting the toothbrush, until dinner.
Unless forcibly shackled to the lawnmower or worse yet a feather duster and a dust mop upon orders by my working mother and over seen by my tattletale older brother, I could be spotted flitting through the neighborhood with an old broom for swatting butterflies to add to my collection of squished bugs, digging for treasure in the ditch by the train tracks or transforming into any number of characters.
If I happened to get caught reading it would have been because I was sick or forced to ride a great distance in the back seat of our car. Even then I usually held out for a stack of comic books or a coloring book rather than a book with "NO PICTURES".
Who would have thought that after a mere fifty or so years I would actually look forward to reading.
Please take time to visit my new FB page on Facebook.com:Danny D Langone and the new web page for my novel "Flybait's Lament" @ http://bit.ly/langone.
I should have paid more attention when we had those twenty minute visits to the school library as a kid. Of course all I was looking for was a Henry Huggins book or something with cool pictures of insects in it in order to fulfill my reading obligation for the week.I think I checked out the Audobon Field Guide for Insects more than any other student at Herbert Schenk Grade School.
Admittedly I was not an avid reader as a child primarily because I didn't have the patience to sit there. Unlike today's kids who dwell in the inner sanctum of the computer world, "outside" called me like the bell of an ice cream truck passing a fat spa. In the summer I would answer outside's siren call at the crack of eleven (sleeping was something I did exceptionally well), and disappeared into the golden folds of ne'erdowellism with a minimum of hygienic falderall,wet fingertip eye wash and wetting the toothbrush, until dinner.
Unless forcibly shackled to the lawnmower or worse yet a feather duster and a dust mop upon orders by my working mother and over seen by my tattletale older brother, I could be spotted flitting through the neighborhood with an old broom for swatting butterflies to add to my collection of squished bugs, digging for treasure in the ditch by the train tracks or transforming into any number of characters.
If I happened to get caught reading it would have been because I was sick or forced to ride a great distance in the back seat of our car. Even then I usually held out for a stack of comic books or a coloring book rather than a book with "NO PICTURES".
Who would have thought that after a mere fifty or so years I would actually look forward to reading.
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