Do you ever find things are priceless when other see no value in things?

What I do might be looked at as volunteering to read due to the fact I read but gain no monitary value just now. I bet Guttenberg when building the first printing ptess was smirked at.

People for a century or more copied books by hand and here’s a dude attempting to build a machine seen I betcha by townies as a thingamabob. People had no concept of what a machine was other then it had metal moving parts.

I tell friends and people I read on Youtube. I grew up with the radio people were always of which I was one of which reveled in the delight of sitting hearing a story told. Its not neccessary to have moving pictures.

TV developed 1948. I tell people phone calls and testing stops my building of contact or my reading then loading to my Youtube library. This news seems to go into their ears travel around and like a David Copperfield magical trick vanish.

Why, my reading has made me a stronger reader improved my vocabulary made me a better writer.I get compliments about thanking me for taking the time to read a book they loved as children.

I always hated those people that saw whatever they did as not a grown up job. Im teaching and learning something that is never a waste of time or fruitless sure it would be swell to have a fortune then my life and family would be better. No monsters in Texas. Wealth brings a better life for all.

Bricks everything starts with a foundation.Youtube and WordPress is a swell foundation. I always feel better when people toss my achievements imaging things void of the attachment of monitary gains make things valueless.

I read twenty hours most days until I can not see. I know my worth.If you (using you as a general phrase not at anyone in particular) imagine I’m wasting my time you are incorrect. My job holds worth to me and others.

Do you ever feel people are looking over your shoulder? What is it you value that is purely your gift not stolen at the cost of someone elses happiness, is their something you can think of? I was nine when I learned to read.

My girlfriend asked me a curious question last week ‘Didn’t your parents help you learn to read?’ My answer to her query was no. Dad never did anything like that.Dad was like mom saw him sometimes ‘Tom Sawyer’ see mom always thought since dad was the baby if the family he saw his position was finding others to do whatever he was asked to do.

Mom had baby Ellen and worked in the office. My half sister I never recall her helping out when we lived in Laurense Iowa she was busy dating all the boys in the county.

Reading is a skill and a passion like writing that has to be developed like a corporation or the birth of an idea. Turning on the love of knowledge and reading is the root of knowledge.

Going from phonics sounding out unknown words to BAM! The words are there in your mind just from seeing the letters assembled. Learned behavoriors reading if it is started the interest from me reading what a great gift given by me that is.

No longer sad returning to reading. I just started a 1891 Washington Irving Voyager. Bye!

Published by Val's Whitewolf Media

I'm Val's Whitewolf Media YouTube Channle and I write here on WordPress. I read books and instill others how importand writing stories readers down. in readers their stories matter.I believe that everyone should tell their story and that every book is a learning tool that will help those of us who are writers become better at our craft.I'm learning plus becoming more confident as an empath its important to share and touch with my heart others harmed by others words.

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