When I was in school, like most of my friends, I didn't enjoy reading. I read what we had to and never comprehended anything. When I became sixteen, I got my driver's license and that first summer I was able to go to the library the first time for leisure. This was before the Internet. I would look up books that interested me, not my English teacher. I really began to enjoy reading then and in my senior year, I paid a lot of attention to the books we had to read for reports. I remember choosing "Gone with the Wind," and a few friends laughed because the book is so long, but, once I started reading it, I couldn't stop. I was hooked. I loved that book and to this day many years later, it remains a favorite. Now, the size of a book is not daunting to me, and I see my fifteen year old son picking books for school, by how long they are. It's funny and I tell him that hopefully one day, he will see the joy and eploration in reading, just as I did.