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My dad thinks you should buy my book.
And that's not because he's read it. He hasn't, and he never will. I told him it was too mushy. At first, he protested.
"Lovie!" he shrieked, "Not even on my death bed?"
I agreed to let him give it a quick skim if he was terminal, and we dropped the subject. Now he's decided he didn't want to read it anyway. He thinks he'd remember everything differently than I do, which is probably true. But he still thinks you should buy my book.
"There are no car chases, no murders, no romance, people are going to go right off to sleep. Nobody cares about that," he thought when we first discussed the idea of a book, as he explained to a local newspaper. "I didn't know that the subject would interest people, but I have 100 percent faith that (she) can sell a refrigerator to an Eskimo. If she's writing it, I figured somebody's going to want to read it."
He has the utmost confidence in me, and he likes to share it with anyone he meets. When I spoke to a reporter about setting up an interview recently, she'd already spoken to my father. She answered her phone with a cheery, "Alice! Hi! It's so nice to hear from you. Your father told me all about your PSAT scores! Congratulations!"
I took that test six years ago. My father never misses an opportunity to wallow in my achievements. But he also raised me to have unbelievable confidence in myself. I was five years old when the phone rang one Sunday morning, and, upon hanging it up, my father said, "That was the Phillies. Everyone called out sick today. Can you fill in for center-fielder?"
I had absolute no talent for sports whatsoever, so I was a little confused.
"Why do they want me?" I asked, thoughtfully chewing my French toast.
"They saw you at the game last week and thought you looked pretty good. Should we go into the backyard and practice?"
That may be the morning my father first realized how much I would one day dread high-school gym class. As he described it, I stood as still as a tree, a huge grin on my face, letting balls bounce off of my lifeless body and then lifting my arm futilely a few seconds later to cover my face. After about fifteen minutes of this, just as he was about to call it quits to prevent severe bruising, I took my cap off, nodded my head, and gave him a serious look.
"Okay," I said, "I think I'm ready."
I don't have quite this confidence now, as much as it might prove useful. The idea of strangers reading my book still makes my stomach turn. I don't mind if you read it. But my father, on the other hand… well, he thinks you'll love it. Even though he's never read it, and probably never will, he's sure it's perfect.
"It's about books, and families, and growing up," he often says, to our waiter, or my mailman, or the family sitting next to us, just trying to enjoy the planetarium. "Who can't relate to at least one of those things? And," he whispers, as people near us begin to stare, "I bet it's doggone well-written."
For a moment, I think that this, a full-length book I wrote with my own mind and hands, might finally be the thing that eclipses my past achievements, in his mind. We might be able to put the PSATs behind us. I even think, for a moment, that I might now be judged by some normal, unbiased standard. Then he sighs, and stretches his arms, and smiles.
"Did you know my daughter won the award for best debater in sixth grade?" he begins.
-- Alice Ozma
I held high hopes for this book - I loved the title and the concept. Both were right up my alley - a librarian father who reads nightly to his daughter even when she is a teenager. Read morePublished 9 days ago by Justine Saidman
Such a great story of how a father and daughter bonded over books. As a homeschooling parent who loves reading, I am trying to create a culture of reading in our home -... Read morePublished 2 months ago by Jill Foley
This book was recommended to me and I purchased a copy for myself and as gifts for my kids' teachers. Never buy a book as a gift that you haven't already read! Read morePublished 4 months ago by Sara
The Reading Promise started as a challenge between a father and daughter and became so much more. I believe this brought them a closeness they otherwise wouldn't have, basically... Read morePublished 6 months ago by Sheila L.
I think that if I had access to the foreword of this book by Alice Ozma, I would not have read the book. In her foreward, she clearly states that this is not a book about books. Read morePublished 6 months ago by Dora L. Davison