Once a bookworm, always a bookworm

I’ve been a bookworm all my life. But I did not know that, of course, because when I was a kid I didn’t know much English, not to mention the word “bookworm”. Also, Russian people love to read, and as I saw huge bookcases full of books at every house I visited as a kid, I assumed that’s what everyone does – reads. I would often be found in a corner with a book in my lap, while all other kids made noise and ran around. So only now I realize: I’ve been a bookworm all my life!

On the morning of my 7th or 8th birthday, I walked into my parents bedroom and found my mom still in bed but already awake. She told me to open the big wardrobe door and look inside, on the shelf. Which I did and found a pile of new books that she got for me! It was such a delight!

Here’s one of the books that was in the pile and I still remember its name:


The book is called “One summer at the end of the world”, and it’s about a boy who lives with his family at a military base on an island in the Far East of Russia. *Image from detbook.ru

And some other wonderfully illustrated books that I had in my collection a kid, and just managed to find them on the internet. Aren’t they beautiful?






*All images are from detbook.ru

We were all good readers in my family, and had a big bookcase full of serious HGH hgh books for adults, the amazing 12-volume Soviet Children’s Encyclopedia (a rare and famous collection to have back in the day), lots children’s books and books of math puzzles (because two of my grandparents were college math teachers).


Highly coveted Soviet Children’s Encyclopedia, the exact same one that we had. My favorite was volume 4, about flora and fauna, followed by volume 1 explaning geology, climate, volcanoes, and other cool Earth stuff. *Image from Wikipedia

When I ran out of books at home, I started to borrow from relatives and friends, and then from the central children’s library located on the main Lenin’s square in my home town. I would make a trip there once every two weeks, and it was a paradise! Rows and rows of booksheves, and it seemd you could never run out of things to read… Remember the old-school system of libraries writing down your library card number and due date on the inside of the first cover? Kind of a chrono-history of all previous borrowers who had a privilege to hold this very same book in the past.


*Central Children’s Library in Shymkent, present day

To this day, reading is one of my favorite pastimes. So I wanted to dedicate some posts to remarkable books that I would recommend to other people (and I am pretty picky, so you won’t find many “bestsellers” or “blockbusters” or womens or young adult garbage on the list). Hope you enjoy it, and I’m always curious to hear what smart people are reading, so please send your recommendations!

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