Tag: books

  • On Reading

    I once had a cow who could read  In hopes he would someday be freed  My father said NO  He could not go!  So instead he learned to start a stampede 

  • Pollution

    As I watched the car slowly creep down the darkened street, I had suspicions of who was driving. But as Tyler often upgraded his external devices on a regular basis, I couldn’t be sure. He was always the first one with a new car, the newest phone, the newest clothes. Everything. I never knew what…

  • No Decision Here

    “There is no decision here.  You will not leave.  You will not leave this house.  This is your future.  Our family is your future.”  My father stood over me and I wondered how I would survive if I stayed under his roof for one more night.  My creativity was stifled by a man who didn’t…

  • Table of Contents

    The table of contents had always been my worst enemy.  I was always tempted to skip forward to the chapter that sounded the most interesting and in doing so often treated chapter books like they were of the Choose Your Own Adventure genre.  The librarians knew my proclivities and tried to gently guide me toward…

  • The Library Book

    At first, I thought the catalog must be wrong.  Hadn’t I diligently checked and rechecked every single entry?  I knew the library was used all day every day and I had spent months, years even to make sure all the books, audiobooks, DVDs, that everything was entered correctly.  But now, there was an unexplained addition…

  • Raining Buckets

    “The rain came down in buckets,” my cousin said dramatically as she stared out the window. “I had so much planned for today.”  “Tanning at the pool so Jeff can see you doesn’t really count as a full day,” I responded as she let out a huge sigh.  “It’s important business. Those boys…” Mariah never…

  • Marty

    PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson  I knew something was wrong when Marty started hiding behind the books. He was the more social of the two of us and now I had to start talking to customers all alone. I tried coaxing him out with treats, but he was having none of it. As the days dragged along…

  • Miss Smith

    PHOTO PROMPT © Ted Strutz The library was the only place I ever felt safe. The only place I could check out as many books as I could carry. My parents never kept eyes on me after school so the public library became my stomping ground. Miss Smith came to be one of my most…