When I woke up this morning, I saw that one of my cousins had alerted me via Facebook to a very important anniversary:
Twenty (yes, 20) years ago today, the first Harry Potter book was published.
I know, half of you are probably rolling your eyes and getting ready to move on to the next website now (or possibly back to Facebook) because I mean, come on, it’s a book series about WIZARDS.
The other half of you, though, are nodding your heads very enthusiastically and in complete agreement with me that this is, in fact, an important anniversary. And on this very important day, I have a confession to make:
I was angry, nay furious, at my mom when she got me the first three Harry Potter books for my middle school graduation.