I like to think that I represent the average adolescent’s journey with literature. As a young child, books were a cornerstone of my entertainment, with titles ranging from the classic Harry Potter novels to fun fewer complex stories like Horrid Henry. Yet, as I approached adulthood, reading fell to the shadows of my interests, being replaced by such productivity killers like video games, music and film. Books simply took too much time, didn’t provide constant dopamine, and lacked in the ability to become a discussion topic amongst friends.
However, in the past year or so, I decided I couldn’t ignore a large mainstay for much longer. Like many screen addicts, it has been a while since undergoing such an extensive dive into reading, so I was perplexed on where to begin. So, I went with my usual choice in such circumstances, I picked the classics. And so far, they have been a delight.
George Orwell’s Animal Farm was my first choice, as I remember it distinctly being plastered all around school as one of the must-read books. Moreover, I had heard that the text posed a sharp criticism of Stalinist Russia, something that not only was I keenly interested in but had also studied acutely at school. And it was a delight. Orwell’s blend of historical context yet in novella form exquisitely summarised the period, all so in a greatly entertaining fashion. Each page bought filled my head with enthusiasm, joy and analytical thought. It is this where I believe the model of literature exceeds film, television or video gaming. All provide great escapism, can create social aspects, and leave you feeling happy, yet literature left me filled with thought, knowledge and empowerment.
Continuing with the Orwell them, I choose 1984 as my next title. It again was a gripping story filled with criticism of Stalinist Russia, except this time in a more evolutionary role. It focuses on the tale of Winston Smith, who carefully attempts to navigate his oppressive country. Heartbreak, adrenaline and education are core ingredients in this novel, yet its most impressive take away is the danger it warns of; deleting the past, mass surveillance, and mankind perversion. Seemingly following the dystopian theme, Aldous Huxley’s Brave New World was the next step in my reinvigorating exploration into literature. This too was filled with heartbreak, adrenaline and education, yet the dangers it warned of were vastly different and yet still resonated. The tale cautions us of overindulging in science, destroying our genetic and mental differences, in favour of the state. It proved a stunning prediction of what mankind could become.
Moving forward, I hope that my journey into books continues, as so far it has been thoroughly enjoyable and advantageous. I have already purchased my next ventures, which I believe will give me the motivation to continue, as so, I hope this blog will for you.
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