reading

starting from age God knows what age i was.. i saw my mom owning a lot of books and i wonder how the hell can someone read all of those pages.. i can still remember them being stacked up the case on tito jun's previous room... a complete collection of robert ludlum's bourne series! all those freakin books where all amazing but for a 12 year old with a lot of basketball on his mind, well, reading was just a complete waste of time.. or so i thought..

i woke up one morning thinking, how can i make this summer productive.. i pondered and saw a copy of my angels and demons lying around (mind you i read it with dan brown's da vinci code) and the effin idea struck me.. why not let my cousins read a couple of pages in a day.. that was just an idea then.. 

but disaster struck... keita was trippin the whole day! he wasnt listenin to nobody and then an invisible string inside me broke, as punishment for him, he should read an article in good housekeeping (the only magazine i can find) and i will ask him whatever he learned.. he read something about going into the principal's office as being a bad thing or bot being a bad thing.. i really can't remember.. he read it, with tears in his eyes and gave me a couple of answers and it was great! from then on he should read a couple of pages everyday before playing psp, watch tv or play the pc...

so there we were, him reading and i was listening and i can still remember him having difficulty with the word "opaque".. he read it as OPAK-U.. i was laughing my ass off and i cant believe it.. so from that time on, i would listen and correct him for every f***** up word that he spits out of his mouth...

while doing all of this, i realized the importance of reading... and i thank my mom for that... then it hit me, i miss her.. mama, i love you! thanks for everything! :D