The Giver.
I famously HATED reading by principle, hated it with every core of my being. Thought it was stupid and that books were stupid. We had a reading assignment in grade 6 and different groups got different books. I was told “The Giver” was too difficult for my reading level, and all that did was piss me off. Wanting to restore my pride I demanded to be in the group that read The Giver.
We were only supposed to read two chapters a day. The moment I opened it I was hooked, page after page I could not put it down. And as I went through Jones’ progression from naivety to wisdom, it was as if something in my 10 year old mind cracked open a little bit and spilled out. Truth unravelling itself.
I got in trouble for reading the book in a couple days.
LMAO. Yeah, starting with moo moo. What the fuck did I get myself into? Great book either way