Now I'm sitting in my hotel room waiting for a couple of miscellaneous meetings and cleaning up around our office before I head to the airport and home.
I just realized yesterday that my whole reading deprivation was going on at the same time I was producing videos about literacy projects/classes in El Salvador. Classes taught by local women in their neighborhood. They go door to door looking for students. This organization has sixty classes just in San Salvador, teaching thousands of people to read -- most of them adults or elderly.
I had to make an effort not to read for a week and they are making huge sacrifices to learn how to read. Such a huge contrast.
Well, now it's time for me to go and I didn't really say any of this quite right. I don't think I even figured out what I was trying to say. Just wanted to get something posted....
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You just wanted to say, it's ridiculous for you not be reading anything.
I can't imagine not reading for a day, much less a week. That fact that you made it as far as you did is amazing.
I think you said it just fine -- the night and day difference of our lives and the lives of your students vis a vis books. I love the sound of this project, by the way. Education is one major ticket out of poverty and oppression.
It came across loud and clear! Read on!
Okay, that story is totally inspiring. Leave it to Americans to not read for our own good. Sheesh.
I think you said it perfectly.
Im glad you posted. So your reading now?
I think I understand what you were trying to say. You were depriving yourself intentionally of something people are sacrificing greatly to accomplish. It's good to travel and see other ways of life and hopefully appreciate the advantages we have.
Ok, I think I could do the whole week of no reading blogs and magazines. But books? You're talking the love of my life! Not books! Seriously, it's how I go to sleep every night.
I thought the "not reading" was the hardest part of the artist's way. oh, and all those damn morning pages.
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