I am a very selective reader by G. David Schwartz

I am a very selective reader. I only have 48, 357,663 book in my home library and a few on order.
I use to go to the library at least monthly, and gave a yearly homage to Benjamin Franklin.
But to get to the topic, I only hung in the sci section, or the essay section.
Now I look at the books on my shelf and I see many essay books, and a few sci fi books, because I believe that essays tell truth, and some writer said, “Truth is good.”
I do not have,  do not buy from book stores, will never use a kindle and do not every look at in the public library cook books (talk about no interesting plots.) Nor am I interested in haberdasher, although the word is interesting; and fiction by and large is noting but a story, a tale, a lie.
Also having a memory such as I, I am able to read a book at least twice, maybe three times, unless I become smart and give them to friends. But luckily I am old and have (intelligent) grandchildren who will happily take books and read between football quarters (oh, no, sorry, thats me), between repetitious   and thus boring commercials on television, (no thats me again).
Being a selective reader allows me to select what I want to read. What I what to read are words that inform me, words that teach me. I believe knowing  how far the earth is from the sun, or alternatively, how far the sun is from the earth,  (Earth from sub: 149,600,000 kilometers (km) or 92,900,000 miles. 227,940,000 km or 141,600,000 miles. / sun to earth 149,640,000 kilometers (km) or 92,930,000 miles. 227,940,000 km or 141,640,000 miles)
I have always been a selective reader. My high school teacher, a very kind woman who sincerely loved books and authors (she would be appalled in the Kindle age, she once told her class how good the feel was when you were holding a book and watching new thoughts enter your mind, be sipping a warm glass of tea, and reading how some people do not have eats, and so die before they can finish the collected works of P Tusitala, or would never have a chance to be frightened  by Clive  or Ogden Nash (my favorite.)
So to finish this essay I will tell you why I select Ogden Nash to be my favorite.  He was born in Indonesia, or he was not, and he enjoyed Telly Savalas, or he did not. He was a fan of football.  But sadly not Americans football, but European football… properly called (By us Americans) soccer.
Talk about soccer, neither Ogden Nash nor Ben Franklin were abusive and had a wife, chamber maid or daughter whom the socked. Same as me…
Well, I best get back to reading. Theses no football game on (TV nor the back yard, American nor some other religion) and the dishes do need to get done (done being dirty not done being ditches).
Thank you for making it to the completion of this essay, and if you had to take a few moments off, to cut the grass (lawn), or do the dishes) you’ll note that you came back and began right where you left off.
That is what is near best about choosing what and how, were and why to read.
At your age, no teacher can tell you. Your wife may but she just suggest and when you don’t do it you are not ignoring her, you are just not taking her advice.
This is one reason they have reviews. Reviews is not some one telling you what to read, but what you may want to choose to read. And why.
Why. To keep you selective. To keep you choosing. To keep you interested in words.
Select to keep yourself awake and growing more smart.
Choose a good life.
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Schwartz is the former president of  Seedhouse, the online interfaith committee. Schwartz is the author of A Jewish  Appraisal of Dialogue (1994) and Midrash and Working Out Of The Book  (2004)Currently a volunteer at The Cincinnati J, Meals On Wheels.His newest book, Shards And Verse (2011) is now in stores or can be  order online.

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