When I was a little boy, I loved to learn & write.
My parents purchased myself and others tons of odd books adore mystery, fiction, biographies, & adventure.
I had every one of the Doctor Seuss books in our collection, even the sparse books that were strenuous to find. I had a important custom bookshelf in the corner of our room, & it was filled by the time I was ten. Still, I kept getting books for our anniversary, Christmas, & all the holidays ion between those days. For our anniversary one year, our parents had custom shelves built in our family room. They turned the entire wall into a custom bookshelf. They hired a team of corporations to task in the house. The whole task took a few days, & I slept in our sibling’s room while they worked. There was dust all over our stuffed animals, bed, & television. I hated having to sleep in our sibling’s room, but I was actually happy to see the custom-built bookshelf. After the 4th day of construction, our parents let myself and others enter the family room. The entire west wall of our family room was transformed into a attractive oak bookshelf. The oak was stained in a light color, however you could still see all of the lines & knots. By the end of school, I didn’t have any more room on those shelves for a single book. When I got married, our Mom turned the room into a Borders. All of the items in the room are dedicated to learning & reading. My Mom even displays our spelling bee ribbons in the corner.