I think I was about 16 years old when I decided to work on my tea drinking. I really didn’t like the taste of it, not plain, not with sugar or milk, nor with honey. But every time a saw someone with a cup of tea I got a bit jealous. There was some kind of coziness about it that I wanted. I think I knew that every book I would read would be slightly better with a cup of hot tea in my hand and it never was the same thing drinking lemonade in a group of tea drinkers. So I started to brew one cup of plain tea everyday. The first day I could only drink one mouthful before spitting it out but at the end of the week I suddenly realized that I had drank a whole cup without even noticing it. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could screaming: MOM! MOM I DID IT! I DRANK THE WHOLE CUP! I LOVE TEA NOW!
And after that day I suddenly became a tea-addict. I drank so many cups a day that I after a few years started to get headaches if I didn’t had the time to drink some one day. It is the one and only thing I need to calm myself down. I even thought about steaming tea while being at the dentist today. Being completely afraid of going to the dentist that was the only thing I could think of that would help me get through it. And it did.So thank God for tea.