Monday, September 2, 2013

My memories of an old, cluttered book store.

Today, I found this little used book store in town and I absolutely fell in love with it. I love book stores and I always have ever since I was little. That may be a little weird, but I can literally spend hours in a Barnes & Nobles or in any book store. Reading is enjoyable for me and I would rather read than watch television most of time because books allow my imagination to run wild. Every person is different and books allow a sense of individuality since we, as the readers, can picture the characters or anything in the story as anything we desire.
Now, the modern era is all about technology, but I do not like kindles or electronic reading devices at all. I understand how helpful they are, but I love the feel of books, the way the pages bend, the smell of books, and the flipping of the pages. There is something about a book that is just wonderful. When I was younger, there was old book shop in my home town up north and I will never forget that book store. The book store was very small, cluttered, filled with books, and smelled of cigars since the owner had a collection of cigars that she would sell. My grandma and I would spend hours in there looking for new or interesting books in which I would read to her and my grandpa later on. I always go to that book store whenever I'm in my home town in order to relive those memories, find new books, and visit the owner, who knows me by name even though I moved away almost eight years ago. Now, I didn't write this post to be sappy, but the fact in the matter is these memories have influenced my love for books and allowed me to be a better student because of it, which gives me more chances to succeed in the future. 

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