I remember the day I first got my library card. It was registration day for second grade elementary school. On the way home, my mother stopped at a huge, grey building and said that it was time for me to get a library card. I remember stepping from the sunlight into the cool, dim, interior and being enveloped in the wonderful , quiet world of the library and books. Even the smell was delicious...paper and ink, wooden tables and dusty tomes. I was smitten.
I picked out two books, one about cowboys and another about a small Chinese boy called Little Pear. I carefully and proudly signed my name on my brand new card and as we left, I asked my Mom why she hadn't paid the librarian for my books. She explained that I was borrowing the books and I had to bring them back. They didn't charge money to borrow their books.
I thought that the library was the greatest invention anyone could have come up with, free books all the time!
So, began my life-long love affair with books and reading. No matter what age I am, or how many times I have been to the library, the anticipation is still the same. I can't wait to get there and when I leave, I am eager to delve into the new pile I bring home....such richness!
So, I will log off for now.....I have some reading to do!
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