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When I was just a kid, I used to play librarian. My parents weren't big on reading, but they bought me a lot of books, mainly the classics--because those were the ones that the grocery store offered every week in a special promotion. If your grocery bill totaled at least $15.00, then you could buy one of the classics for ninety-nine cents. So every week, when my mother came home from the market, I'd add another book to my "library collection."
I can't say that I ever really read any of the books, but I sure was impressed with how they looked. They were bound with a gray cover, and each book had a different brightly colored spine: solid pink, blue, green, red, and purple--they made a stunning collection when they were lined up side-by-side in a row on my bookshelf.
I made library card holder "pockets" out of thick construction paper, and taped one in the back of each book. Then, I slid one of my mother's recipe cards inside each "pocket," so people could write their name on it when they checked out a book from "Susan Tindell's Library." (Tindell was my maiden name and my mother always called me Susan.) I hung an "Open" sign with my hours written in big black letters at the bottom of the stairs that led up to my room, in the attic.
Unfortunately nobody ever checked out my books, because I was an only child. But that's certainly not a problem any longer, is it?
Thanks for reading with me. It's so good to read with friends.
P.S. In September I'm going on vacation and I thought it would be fun to see if a couple of readers would like to fill in for me. Enter the "Write a Dear Reader Contest". For more information go to: http://www.supportlibrary.com/nl/users/734/web/winbooks.html