Like many students, I’m juggling at least three to four books with my hands to get through the week – but I suck at juggling. So they just start sliding off my fingers, and I would be reading to get the bare minimum.
I had to read an excerpt in Adler’s How to Read a Book for class today, and even though I’m an English major whose purpose is to understand literature, to understand how to read, I definitely see how easy it is to trade learning and experiencing with memorizing. I just wanted to share two lines with you all —
“All their years in school they (the college students) had been reading for information only, the sort of information you have to get from something assigned in order to answer quizzes and pass examinations. They never connected one book with another, one course with another, or anything that was said in books or lectures with what happened to them in their own lives.”
When we write — or at least when I write — we hope that readers can find a connection with our words. In a way, we long for some sort of understanding, even in the minor actions depicted or the raw emotions conveyed. I just hope that we try to read as we try to write. We’d have nothing to write about if we forget to understand, if we forget to connect.
“It is as wasteful to read a great book solely for information as to use a fountain pen for digging worms.”