Reading saved my life as a child. I recall the first book I received: The Ballerina and The Tin Soldier. I had eyed the cover with disdain and the beautiful ballerina and one-legged tin soldier stared back at her. I spent days turning those pages to look keenly at the illustrations, trying to put together the story. I was distracted by my book with its words I couldn't read. It was my father who taught me every word in that book. It was beautiful and magical ,and suddenly I had an unquenchable thirst for books and its pages of words and brightly colored pictures, and I vowed that I was going to be a writer one day and my stories would steal other little children from their curse, dammed home to places unknown, places filled with wonders and endless possibilities.
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