September 30

The previous two stories were not exactly my favorite types of books. A topic that did strike my interest had to do with something we talked about in class. It was the topic about if your library can define you as a person. I don’t think that someone’s library could truly define everything about that person but I do believe that you can tell some things about them from what they read. For example, I think that you can tell a little about of someone from what they read, but don’t get me wrong this doesn’t work for everyone. But can you really say that just because someone has a really old book that is worth a lot that that person is therefore rich? I wouldn’t say that’s true every time either, because someone could have easily just inherited an old book not realizing that value that it possessed.
The story also made me think about how sweet it would be to have my own library. It doesn’t have to be exactly like the one from the story. It doesn’t have to be all leather bound books with a place for you to smoke a pipe while reading. It would just be wonderful to have my very own collection of hard and paperback novels that represented the types of books I like to read. I think my library would have a large family portrait of my family. In the room there would be a coach where I could bring my kids to read them a story. This library wouldn’t consist of only books but also books of the rest of my family. I can’t wait to cozy up next to my kids and read them my favorite book from my past. Even if I don’t have a library, at least a bookshelf will do.