The other day I saw that a friend of mine had calculated how many pages she’s going to read this semester, and I decided on a bit of a whim (and procrastination) that I was curious enough to calculate my own total.
I’m only taking three classes, but it turns out that I’ll have read 4544 pages minimum by the end of the semester, not counting any research that I’ll need to do for papers. It works out to approximately 300 pages a week. It’s a bit overwhelming at times to think about. It feels like I’ve already been reading so much, and yet I know that I have plenty more to go.
But then I take a step back and remember what it is that I’m reading, and I count myself lucky.
The majority of my reading comes from my Topics in Children’s and Young Adult’s Literature course. I read Tolkien’s The Hobbit this past week, and it was an absolute pleasure. I had the opportunity to read a story that takes me back to being in high school, first dipping my toes into the world of Middle Earth after watching the Lord of the Rings movies all in a row with a few of my friends (Extended edition of course!). And then I went back a little bit further as I read Lewis’ The Silver Chair. My attitude changed once I realized how much fun I’ve been having blazing through this reality and beyond.
It’s such an honour to engage in these fantastical and beautiful worlds.