Prompt:
What matters to you, and why? (250 word limit)
Response:
What matters to me? Books matters to me. Why do they matter to me? They have guided me right from my childhood to my soon-to-be-adulthood.
I hope so, I think so and I believe so that books are alive. Ohh yes they are very much living. Though, they may not fit the 'definition' of life. But trust me, books are very much alive. You may not hear them talk nor see them move. But they are always there listening to our problems and finding ways to solve them.
Spending so many years with the books has made me accept them as my own family members. They are always there whenever I need them. If I find myself in a crisis, I simply call up my Aunt Chicken Soup. She can always relate one of her stories to my personal problem. When I am in a need of a good horror story, I pay a visit to my Uncle Goosebumps whose stories really send shivers down my spine.
When I need to fulfill my curiosity, I write to my Granddad Britannica. His information has always satisfied my hunger for knowledge. When I am in a gloomy mood and the only thing that can brighten me up is humor, I call up my local practitioner Dr. Seuss. Since his stories really have a humorous touch that can instantly turn my frown upside down.
You see, my family is always there. My books never desert me and because of this books are what that matters to me the most.
What matters to you, and why? (250 word limit)
Response:
What matters to me? Books matters to me. Why do they matter to me? They have guided me right from my childhood to my soon-to-be-adulthood.
I hope so, I think so and I believe so that books are alive. Ohh yes they are very much living. Though, they may not fit the 'definition' of life. But trust me, books are very much alive. You may not hear them talk nor see them move. But they are always there listening to our problems and finding ways to solve them.
Spending so many years with the books has made me accept them as my own family members. They are always there whenever I need them. If I find myself in a crisis, I simply call up my Aunt Chicken Soup. She can always relate one of her stories to my personal problem. When I am in a need of a good horror story, I pay a visit to my Uncle Goosebumps whose stories really send shivers down my spine.
When I need to fulfill my curiosity, I write to my Granddad Britannica. His information has always satisfied my hunger for knowledge. When I am in a gloomy mood and the only thing that can brighten me up is humor, I call up my local practitioner Dr. Seuss. Since his stories really have a humorous touch that can instantly turn my frown upside down.
You see, my family is always there. My books never desert me and because of this books are what that matters to me the most.
