Book Crazy #sol16 Day 24 of 31

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Book Crazy

“There’s a parcel for you in  the office,” my email read today. This is not the first time, not by a long shot. I know they know what is inside. The ladies in the office all laugh whenever I go in to pick up a package. “More books?” they ask.

The ladies in the office all laugh whenever I go in to pick up a package. “More books?” they ask.

“Always,” I answer. For awhile it turns out they really did not understand.

One day I explained that the books arriving are always for my classroom.  “Oh,” one said, “we thought you read a lot.”

“I do,” I explained, “I read almost every book I buy.”

When I walked away I am sure they laughed. Some people just do not understand my love for books. My students get it! Look what Mrs. E., a parent of one of last year’s students just gave me:

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the perfect t-shirt for book crazy me!

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8 thoughts on “Book Crazy #sol16 Day 24 of 31

  1. Vilma Manahan

    We can never get enough books, can we? When my friends see the shelves of books in my home office, I get the same reaction: Wow, that’s a lot of books! Long live the book lovers!

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  2. Terje

    What a perfect shirt for a reader. Ladies in the office may laugh. There are many many many people who understand you and share your passion for books, both for children and for oneself.

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  3. thissideofthegreen

    What a cool gift to give to someone who loves books! That shirt would be great for both my daughters as they are avid readers like myself. Nothing better than a new book to sit down and read.

    Reply

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