When I was in the boarding house, it was not easy to come
across books to read.
The only way to get new books would be to sneak out of
school grounds (which was not easy) or to borrow from day students.
Now, day students were stingy with books and rightly so. Books
in the dormitory were prone to go missing and the few day students that read books
were tired of all the excuses.
Therein began the wickedness. “Read it and bring back tomorrow”
It didn’t matter how voluminous the books were, they didn’t care
that you would have to abide by school schedules. Nope, bring it back tomorrow and
that’s it. I thought it was sheer wickedness at the time.
You would see me hurrying to finish a book during lunch,
sisesta, Afternoon Prep, Games and Evening Prep. In all of this, I would still
have to avoid errands and punishments from senior girls.
I remember one night, I had a really huge interesting novel and
I was not even half-way done. When it was lights-out, the only light was from
the lamp of an SS3 girl, a bit far from my bed. I only had a sliver of light
directly on my bed. So I would move the book from left to right so I could read
with the small sliver of light.
My dear, I finished that book.
All that rush, eagerness and anxiety to finish a book in
limited time meant there was no time to play around. My eyes began to go faster
and faster and my brain had to learn to understand words at a rush. That was how my superpower developed. Trust me, you don't want to read something along with me.
It was wickedness at the time but it turned out to work for me.
It was wickedness at the time but it turned out to work for me.
Today, I stand strong, a super woman with the super ability
of reading so fast, people wonder if I skim through. No, I don’t skim. I read. Fast.
Its my super power. What is your super power?
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