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– comes before writing. A society can exist – many do exist – without writing, but
no society can exist without reading.
Experience came to me first through books. When later in life I came across
an event or circumstance or character similar to one I had read about, it usually had
the slightly startling but disappointing feeling of déjà vu, because I imagined that
what was now taking place had already happened to me in words, had already been
named.
Reading gave me an excuse for privacy. I lived apart from the rest of my
family, looked after by my nurse in a separate section of the house. My favourite
reading-place was on the floor of my room. Afterwards, my bed late at night
became the safest, most secluded place for reading. I don’t remember ever feeling
lonely. In fact, on the rare occasions when I met other children I found their games
and their talk far less interesting than the adventures and dialogues I read in my
books. The psychologists think that those who have read stories or had stories read
to them in childhood are in better shape and have a better prognosis than those who
haven’t.
***
I wanted to live among books. When I was sixteen, I found a job, after
school, at Pygmalion, one of the three Anglo-German book-stores of Buenos Aires.
The owner was Lily Lebach, a German Jew who had fled the Nazis and settled in
Buenos Aires in the late 1930s. She set me the daily task of dusting each and every
one of the books in the store – a method by which she thought I would quickly get
to know the stock and its location on the shelves. Unfortunately, many of the books
tempted me. They wanted to be held and opened and inspected, and sometimes
even that was not enough. A few times I stole a tempting book and took it home
with me, because I not only had to read it, I had to have it, to call it mine. The
novelist Jamaica Kincaid, confessing to the similar crime of stealing books from
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