What I’ve learned from books(it’s not what you think)

From my picture books:
Lesson: There is more than one way to see a picture, and this lets you control the story.
Interpretation: Now, when I see the bigger picture, I know I control my story.

From my drawing books/pages of drawings:
Lesson: Drawings of what I liked turned out better, and I clearly enjoyed the process of creation more.
Interpretation: I know I’ll be happier doing something I love, throughout the process and at the end.

From my ruled notebooks:
Lesson: Lines are boundaries only for the beginning.
Interpretation: Once I get the hang of something, I can decide how far to bend/break the rules.

From my autograph book:
Lesson: The chances of meeting a celebrity when actually carrying it are slim to none. The few autographs I’ve gotten are on the back of tickets that are now taped into the book.
Interpretation: Big things in life will happen when I’m not expecting them. And I’ll just have to make do with what I have at the moment.

From my textbooks(when studying for exams):
Lesson: Useful information can hide anywhere.
Interpretation: Sometimes I’ll have to sift through boredom and obligation to find out if something contains anything of importance/interest to me.

From my storybooks(this is an obvious one):
Lesson: There can be worlds pressed into pages.
Interpretation: I learnt about the power of the written word.

From my spiral bound notebook:
Lesson: The spiral links all the pages together.
Interpretation: The common element in all the things, places and people in my life is, well, me. This means they can be totally unrelated/different, but it will still be my life.


A Bookworm