Or how I fell in love with reading.

Illustration of a mermaid and sailor from “The Green sailor” by Hernán del Solar

It was a long time ago that I learned to love books. According to my grandma, it all started when I was still in the crib. She says that whenever I cried (if not for hunger), my mom, instead of picking me up, would grab one of the fairytale anthologies at my grandma’s house, put it in the crib, and left. Since we lived with my grandparents until I was two years old, I supposed this kept happening…