In class, we were assigned to read a classic book for the month; I’m not a big fan of reading, but sometimes when you find a good book you may find yourself enjoying it. I chose the book, Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson, and it has been enjoyable. In the beginning of the book I wasn’t impressed of what the book had to offer and even considered changing books, but once you get into the thick of a classic you will have no other experience like it. When I began to read Treasure Island, I only chose it because I thought it sounded like the same plot of a game I like to play; however, a couple of pages into the book I knew it would be far different from those games I love to play: once I found this out I was disappointed, to an extent, but later on the book had taken on a life of it’s own in my own my mind. The book would end up taking me in a journey of twists and turns and would take me on a whole new adventure. When Fitz assigned the class to read a classic over the course of the month, I was deeply concerned of whether I would be able to finish the book or not, not to mention the fact I don’t like reading, but eventually I found a book that was easy enough to understand and that I enjoy; I eventually found that reading a classic can be an exhilarating experience that can teach you a lot about life; furthermore, when I read Treasure Island I am no longer a fourteen year old boy in Concord Massachusetts, I become Jim Hawkins on journey to survive and seek out wealth. When you read you can learn a lot from a good book, and it is often worth the time you put into it.