I love reading. I always have. As a kid, I used to camp out in my school’s library [seriously, that is not an exaggeration] reading books during lunch and recess time. During winter break, I would read. During summer, I would read [and watch TV and play random games with my siblings, but those stories are for another day]. Books were –and still are – a way for me to explore new things, learn about new people, and have adventures in my head. I read more than I watched TV.
You know what I like about a good book? Whether or not you realise it, good books always leave some sort of an impression on you. People are born as empty pails, and as they grow the pail starts to get filled with things – water and such (actually, we’re more complex than just a pail, probably more like an elaborate system of tubes and pipes and what not, but let’s stick to “pail” to keep it simple, k?). Everything you experience in life adds stuff to the pail and makes you who you are (ok, maybe not EVERYTHING, but hopefully you get a point). A book, if it ranks high-ish on the “zero to awesome” scale, will add a drop of water to your pail of life. Either that, or, it’ll just make you feel good for a while.
Now, all I need to do is find a job.

2 comments:
books are nice....
although i haven't read/found a good book in a while..(maybe because i haven't tried hard enough)....
any suggestions?
=)
-Cherry
Nice analog with the pail! I'm a fellow book lover!!
Post a Comment