Summer Reading
I have fond memories of my childhood Summers. My mom always encouraged us to be kids, so we played in our back yard, ran through the sprinklers, rode our bikes and had plenty of popsicles. Sometimes, she would even sit in our sandbox and help us make castles, complete with a moat and twig drawbridge. But one of the best parts of every Summer was all the free time we had to read. I enjoyed many afternoons with my nose stuck in a book. I chased down criminals with Nancy Drew, floated down the River with Anne, and hid from dinosaurs in Jurassic Park. Indeed, my days were full. Sometimes, my older sister would challenge me to a book contest to see who could read the most pages in a…