Tuesday, October 25, 2011

The Smell of Books

Today my English class took a field trip.

To the "book room" at my school. aka the room full of all the books all the English classes at my school read.

The minute we entered I breathed in the smell and I smiled. The smell of books is one of my favorite smells in the whole world. If Amortentia were real, I would smell: the smell of books, new and old; peppermint; and the smell of grass after a rainstorm.

Anyways, so there I was, with my English class, in the book room. I honestly felt as though I was in heaven-- surrounded by Frankenstein, the works of Shakespeare, 1984, works of Toni Morrison, and many more that I do not specifically remember at this time. A friend in my class made a comment that maybe I should live in there during the summer, to which I replied "Yes! School and Books!" which elicited a smile from my English teacher. The three of us, while walking back to the classroom proceeded to discuss college libraries.

This was one of the best moments of my senior year so far.

I just had another thought: What if we get to go to the book room every time we start a new book?! 
Oh, I really hope we do!

1 comment:

  1. I like the sound and feel of books. And rain (though when it's cold outside, the feel of rain is not quite as nice as when it's warm).

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