I’ve talked before about my views on books and reading, both as a language learner and as a native speaker. You know how much I enjoy going back to re-read my old friends, the pleasure of finding new and exciting elements that had previously passed me by.
I’ll even sometimes do it with books I didn’t particularly enjoy the first time – I guess I’m hoping to find some redeeming feature that will prove my original assessment wrong. And you never know when something on your bookshelf is going to come in handy as a teaching aid. That’s why I can’t agree with the Guardian blog earlier this week, which talks about how having our own personal library is a luxury of space that we can no longer afford. There are various bits of furniture that I would give up before my books (in fact, I have, more than once) and the availability of bookcase-space is one of the key factors when I’m house-hunting. So I’ll hang on to my books whether I’ve read them or not, thank you very much, and one day I will get through Love in the Time of Cholera, in Spanish!