Recently, I was able to visit
a local high school where I was asked by one of the students, “What kind of
books did you read as a kid?” Of course, I laughed and said, “There’s a story behind this. Do you really want to hear about my childhood plight?” To which they loudly replied – “Yes!” (It was either that or go back to class and take that dreaded math test. I had them where I wanted them! 🙂
often mistook them for twins because they looked so much alike. Then I’d come
out from around the corner with a candy bar in one hand and a slightly chocolate covered pet rock in the other, and those same people would say, “Is this the neighbor’s kid?”
This was my plight. The difference in our ages spans about ten years. It doesn’t
seem like much, but when you’re ‘the littlest’ older siblings can sometimes
leave you out of things – a lot of things. They got to go do “big kid type stuff” while I stayed
home. So the answer to the original question is – Yes! Most definitely, I read a lot of
different books. They helped me go on far more exciting adventures than my sisters!
pretending it was a wardrobe, and I was Lucy ready to go off on another
adventure. Anytime I mention C. S. Lewis, I get asked if I named myself after
him. The honest answer is – No. My real name and initials truly is C. L. Lewis.