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Tuesday, July 6, 2010

I've Always Wanted

Ever since I was a kid in school, I would read all the books my teachers would have so fast that sometimes they would buy more books, just for me. And always, I would look at their bookshelves and just wish to have shelves and shelves full of books-all my own! Simply put, I have always wanted my own library. A collection of all sorts of books... It's so easy to just go to the internet and find whatever information I want, but it's just not the same thing. To this day, one of my favorite things to do is go to the different book stores around town and walk through the store, gazing at all the pretty covers, browsing, flipping through pages, skimming through whole books (speed reading, that is) and then after looking at them for awhile, deciding maybe I should just go online and order a cheaper copy there...

There is a reason that libraries are very dry and cool. (Librarians tell me their fingertips crack all the time.) But that is so that the books stay in a very good condition, for as long as possible.

And to think, a good sized beginning of a library is sitting in a moldy, damp basement, absorbing moisture. Beautiful books are being destructed. Too bad it is not my house and they are not my books.

Books all the way from Russia. Beautifully illustrated children's books, both Russian and English, that take me back to a time long ago. Russian literature. English classics. Encyclopedias. All sorts of dictionaries: Spanish, Russian, English, and even slang. Fiction and Non-fiction. Bibles and religious books. Medicine and cooking books. All disorganized, piled up carelessly, one random book next to another.

And the cool thing about these books is that they all have history. They all served a purpose in our home at one point or another. So many stories, so much knowledge. Now, wasting away because the space that is available is unsuit for them.

It's very dissapointing that the crisp, clean pages of unworn books, and the aging pages of quite old books have become bent, wrinkling up as they soften from the air of the basement.

I want to save and take them all away...