I write because of readers like Diana Moreno, who handed me a letter recently telling me that, as the firstborn daughter of immigrants, she felt lonely and shy when she arrived here in 2004 . . . until she found my books.
“They helped me navigate a difficult period in my life, and made me feel less alone.”
Now she’s teaching sixth grade for English language learners, in the hope that she can help them adjust to their new lives here in America.
“Books are important. Reading matters. I could never say enough to express my gratitude towards you.”
I feel the same way, Diana.