It is no coincidence that we learn to love to listen to and read stories when we are young. Little did we know how true the lessons that are taught in them are, and how much of an impact they would have.

When I was growing up, a bedtime tradition was always picking out a book (and of course arguing over the "best choice" with my older sister) to read before we fell asleep. Actually, we would always beg for just one more story, but if our parents allowed that, it would turn out much like in the book "If You Give A Mouse A Cookie." I find it really sad that as we grow older, reading becomes a chore. We're forced to read in-depth scientific textbooks, peer-reviewed articles, literature, etc. which sadly takes away from the fun and interest of reading. We soon forget that these stories we learned and loved as children shaped us to the people we are today.