My name is Jessica, and I am a nerd.
It all started when I was 6…my sister and I would argue over the television set on Sunday mornings. I insisted that we watch Sesame Street because of its educational value. My argument was solid, so I usually won.
School was my nerd haven! I actually read during sustained silent reading, and groaned out loud when I was told to put my book down. I devoured Goosebumps and Nancy Drew faster than the librarian could restock new books. If given the choice between watching Power Rangers or reading, books won 95% of the time.
As I entered high school, my problem progressed. I discovered the world of Harry Potter and I never, NEVER looked back. I would tear through the books and then start them again. I began to buy clothing that broadcasted the fact that I LOVED HARRY! No matter what any of my peers said, I was not turning my back on Potter.
College came and I only grew as a nerd, but now, I was surrounded by people of my own kind. When not in class, I was discussing the deep, emotional themes that encompassed Harry and his friends. As if Harry wasn’t enough, the world of theater was introduced to me, and my fate as a nerd forever was sealed.
Now as an adult I spend my days stressing the importance of reading and learning to many young minds. Many think I am teaching, but I see it as introducing the world of nerd to all of them. When not convincing innocent children to the Nerd Side , I am jumping into futuristic worlds, fractured fairy tales, and myths from all over.
My name is Jessica, and I am a nerd, and I wouldn’t want to be anything else.