I wouldn’t be the person I am today without my grandma. My Nona has always been the person to believe in me when no one else did, who always said exactly what I needed to hear even if I didn’t want to hear it, and who pushed me to be a better person. And it all started with one little book.
When I was five years old, I was a tomboy little sister who was more comfortable on the ball field with my brothers than in the classroom with all the other little kiddies. On one unseasonably chilly Texas night, my oldest brother had a baseball game. Instead of cheering on my bro and his little league team, Nona and I snuck back to her car to wrap up in a blanket and try to get the feeling back in our feet. As I snuggled up to my grandma, she turned on the dome light, reached into her bag, pulled out Oliver Twist and said, “Wanna read?” I was thrilled. This was a big kid’s book (truth be told, it was the Illustrated Classic version), one that I had only hoped one day I would be able to read. Of course I said YES YES YES. So we sat, huddled under one dim light in her old Cadillac Deville, and read. I was swept away to the streets of London, running after Dodger as he picked the pockets of the city’s elite, cowering in fear of Bill Sikes’ club and his dog Bullseye, and crying with Oliver when he finally found a home. The last page was turned, I was driven home, but I never forgot that night.
With one book, my Nona began my lifetime passion for reading and changed the path my life would take. So this International Women’s Day, I honor the woman in my life that gave me one of the best gifts in the world, the gift of words.
Do you have any stories of the fantastic women in your life?
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