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If one were to await at my varied infering habits, they would be struck by the smorgasbord and over all unusualness of my minds library. I hardly regard as the plot of the original book I ascertain, but it was called Lonesome Dove. It wasnt the actual first book I read, but I simulatet really count the McGregor Readers from kindergarten. I read it in first grade because of my Grandmothers fascination in the T.V. mini-series that was playing during the time. I wanted to be able to talk to her nearly it so I went to the public library that weekend and picked up a copy. Well, I really didnt pick it up, it was too heavy. It took me over two and a half(a) months to read, but with the help of a dictionary and my grandma, I finally read it from cover to cover. I cant really say that I understood it, because I dont recall what it was about. But I do remember that it was quite an ordeal. Since then I have read many books. I enjoy fiction the best, especially those that are establis h on society, but have a small twist that leads to an raise story. Some of the stories that I remember best from that early time in my life are Tales from Wayside Elementary School, Hatchet, The Godfather, and The Giver. I think that Hatchet, by Gary Paulsen, is the only book that Ive read more than once. I desire the situation that Brian was put into, lost in the wilderness, with nothing more to manage for himself with than his mind and a trusty hatchet. The adversity he faces and his undying toil are what fascinated me most. Since that time my reading habits have grown into a different style. I have usually only read what was assign to me during the school year because that was all I had time to do, but I have always strived to put forth extra effort. For example break down year for English 3 AP we had to read an excerpt from Benjamin Franklins Autobiography. Although that we only had to read a small bit, I checked the absolute book from the college library and read it all. Although the way that Franklin rambled on and on about his Franklin Planner was somewhat boring, the way he describe his life was pure(a) poetry.