April 18, 2004

The Sunday Newspapers

Generally, they are more substantial than the weekday and Saturday editions, so I try to read them as much as I can.

But reading has been a problem for me. I never liked reading. It took too much time. I, like some scientifically proven % of people, prefer to hear things, than to read things. I would close my books after only a very short period of reading. And forget the literature books. Many went unread, including the very long Great Expectations. The teacher, Mrs Carter, thought she was smart and told us to write a chapter report and submit weekly, thinking we would read it. I read the first 3 or so chapters, then began asking my classmates what the chapter was about and wrote my chapter reports from that. Cheating? Maybe, but that book was tortuous. (dat spell wrong?)

So getting back to the newspapers. Everytime that I read them, I see an article with some important topic which I promise to myself to come back and read. You know what happens with that. Today, I decided I would stick with my intentions and read quite a few in the Gleaner. That's where it ended. The Observer saw me reading only the front page story about some murders that took place above where we live, plus the sports titles, then the Herald was fortunate for me to read the story about Peter Bovell and his Trini wife, and about Wavell Hinds coming back from injury.

But at least I read in the Gleaner about the economy and the things that Davis wants us to see as positive happenings in the country, about some households and how they struggle with making ends meet, Dawn Ritch's article, Hartley Neita's article and of course, the sports pages.

I think in my younger days, had they known about it then, I might well have been diagnosed with Reading Attention Deficit Disorder....RADD. (That's a new disorder, to go along with my P-MED)

Posted by yamfoot at April 18, 2004 05:14 PM