So, thanks to all of my new Bloggy Friends. I hope you feel welcome and that you will enjoy your visits here.
Then, I want to thank E.C. and Cher for giving me the awards.
So, for the award, I need to:
- Link back to the award givers.
- State Seven things about myself.
- Pass on the award to 15 recently discovered bloggers.
Bonus Fact: I am descended from Paul Kruger. If you want to know why this is awesome, google Paul Kruger and Anglo-Boer War. Those were the days when we were a nation of badasses. ^_^
Now, on to the Crusade Challenge...
1) I do tribute the Three Musketeers by wearing my foil at my side. (For the non-fencers out there, foils are the thin-light stabbing swords used in fencing.) If I am at competitions, I never put my sword down. It goes through the eyelet used to attach the electrics in bouts. As a point of interest, both my swords have names.
2) I am fiercely loyal when it comes to friends. People that try to hurt me usually go away worse off. People that try to hurt my friends might not leave at all. Kidding! I draw a line at things that would land me in jail. ;-P
3) My most precious material possession is a gold ring with a fresh water pearl. And yes, it was smelted out of my Grandfather's wedding ring. If you are wondering how, let me mention that his fingers were so thick that two rings came out of it. The other one went to my cousin.
4) Yes, I am a constant fidgiter. So I tap all the time. Right now, I am tapping away at the keyboard while jerking my knees from side to side.
5) I was twelve when I started to treat my hair. At that time my hair was starting to darken, so I started to use treatments to keep it light. By the time I was thirteen, I had progressed to dye. If you are wondering why, the colour that runs in our family is a sort of ash blond that is more ash than blond. An awful color that I didn't want to risk. At sixteen, I grew tired of the blond and went auburn. Never looked back. :-D
6) So.... Number six was the untruth. Yes, I do love the Three Musketeers, but I loved the story before I could read. I came to love it passionately when I read the unabridged version at the tender age of eight. By the time it was prescribed in high school, I was annoyed because they cut out some very important scenes. And yes.
I read it by myself.
In a week.
It was my first book written for adults.
My librarian was flabbergasted when I took out Dickens after that.
To make this more unbelievable, I read the unabridged Death of King Arthur when I was ten.
But that is a story for another day.
Now... On to my recently discovered bloggers...
So... what book was the first book that you read that was aimed at adults?