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My oldest sister reminded me a short
time ago about how much fun it was to visit a library as a child. That has
never changed for us. She reminded me of how great it was to smell the books,
lining the shelves, as soon as we walked in. That smell was mixed with freshly
polished wooden banisters, shelves, and tabletops. It was one of my favorite places
to be. My life at home wasn’t peaceful nor did my parents encourage me to read.
I visited the library and borrowed books because I was able to read those
wonderful stories and escape. A place to borrow books my parents couldn’t
afford nor wanted to buy for me.
It was wonderful to have a smiling
librarian walk up to me and ask what I like to read, meant so much to me. My
answer was always, “I love animals.” They always guided me to just the right
book for me. Not only did I love the books I read, but I thought to myself, I’m
going to write stories like this one day. Well, I’ve done just that.
The libraries have changed a bit since
we were small, but you can still smell the books when you walk in. The children
of today are able to get on computers to read many books, my own included. I
have to say, I’m still thrilled to see many children holding books in their
arms as they walk out of the library. I hope they have one of mine. I’ve
donated a few copies of my children’s books in paperback.
Hi Rebecca, I was a child of the library too - I remember my excitement the first time mum let me choose books from the adult section! I LOVE that my own YA novel is now in my local libraries plus the Victorian and Australian libraries. I'm glad your library gave you respite as a kid :)
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing story, Rebecca! It sounds like something you could write about in fiction!
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