This post is my entry in the Book Nerd Out giveaway hosted by Book Riot

October 29, 2011

This post is my entry in the Book Nerd Out giveaway hosted by Book Riot: Reviews, Recommendations, and Commentary about books and reading (but, you know, fun).

 

My nerd out moment is not about meeting anyone famous or notable. I really am not the type of person to worship another person whether they be actors, royalty, athletes or authors. I certainly appreciate them, their talents, hard work and will most likely make an effort to meet and create memories with those who had impact on my life but I don’t consider that a nerd out moment for me.

Before I go ahead and tell you about my biggest bookish nerd out moment you must have some background. After all, as in any story, a narrative without appropriate context lacks relationship to proper events.

As a boy, I lived in an Israeli Kibbutz. During that time all the children were collected and raised together in a common home called “beit yeladim” (literally”childrens’ home). We saw our parents a few hours a day but spent most of the day with our care takes and together. While it seems strange to those who didn’t experience it, heck it seems strange to me and I was part of it, back then we did not know any other way of being. As a parent today I could not imagine such an arrangement and I’m not the only one since most of the kibbutzim in Israel did away with this antiquated system.

As you might imagine, growing up in the same home with 20 other children (many of them are still friends today), sharing your room with at least four, gives you very little private time and I turned into reading. In fact, I read so much I read through all the books I was interested in which inhibited the library. At that point I was taking out encyclopedias just so I could read something.

When my mother heard that she suggested that I’ll go with her to the adult library which was opened a few nights a week. You must understand that this was a special treat as I did not have to in bed with “eyes shut and face to the wall” by eight o’clock, but got to go, with my mom no less, to pick up a few books at the library that, as far as I know, no other kid has visited.

When I entered the library I was in heaven, small by today’s standards but huge to my eyes, a truge bookish nerd out. The only kid there among the adults and not only that but a one who “read every book in the childrens’ library”. The first book I took was Ivanhoe by Sir Walter Scott which I’m currently re-reading and am glad to say that it is as good now as I remembered it.

Zohar – Man of la Book

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5 Comments

  • Carol Wong October 30, 2011 at 11:44 am

    We have had very different childhoods. I grew up in Indianapolis in the 1950s. Most of my neighborhood children were new immigrants from Greece, Latvia, Italy, Germany and a few other countries. I remember in hearing about America being the great melting pot. I was immediately afraid of all my friends being melted together.
    So in my mind, I decided, it was much better for America to be a salad and have liked that ever since. Why is it necessary for people to lose their backgrounds when they live in a new country.

    We do share the library experience. My first library experience was in an enormous one near the deaf school. The first thing that I noticed was the wonderful aroma of books. And then the quantity was amazing. I too, read all of the ‘Juvenile” books. The librarian gave me my own copy of Robert Louis Stevenson’s Book of Verses for my birthday. I still have it! She said that I had graduated to the adult side of the library and I was so happy so see so many choices.

    Carol Wong

  • Aths October 30, 2011 at 7:34 pm

    This is a beautiful story! I know exactly how you feel, because I’ve felt that same way as a kid when I came across any book, whatever it was. And walking into a library for the first time was like walking into heaven!

  • Suzanne October 30, 2011 at 7:51 pm

    What a great story!

  • Julie @ Knitting and Sundries November 1, 2011 at 11:12 pm

    What an awesome story! My Bebe Boy James and I have our bi-weekly “library adventure”, and one of his most earnest requests this year was to go to the “Big Library” downtown .. I think we must have spent over two hours there while he goggled and checked out an amazing number of books!

  • JaneGS October 14, 2012 at 2:08 pm

    Going to the library with my dad was always a special treat–really enjoyed your nerd out story 🙂

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