I guess the seeds were planted for my love of books and the joy words brought to a child the moment I heard my mother’s beautiful voice chattering away about all her stories as a little girl. She spoke and my eyes widened, my ears tingled, my mouth grinned happily, and my body squirmed and wormed with excitement. Ah yes, the beloved storyteller laying the foundation for a great book with her oral recollections; She, unknowingly passing moments on through time with those she loved most while I gathered around listening with great anticipation for the next spoken word. And hence, the birth of a new story to pass on to all those future story lovers and perhaps the beginnings of a budding new future storyteller as well!
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