佚名/Anonymous
, sowasthedream.
Intheearly1950sinasmallSouthernCaliforniatown, alittlegirlheftedyetanotherloadofbooksontothetinylibrary'scounter.
, 'dmakeherweeklytrektotheyellowlibrarywiththebrowntrim, thelittleone-roombuildingwherethechildren', sheventuredoutofthatnookinsearchofheftierfare.
Asthewhite-hairedlibrarianhand-stampedtheduedatesintheten-year-old'schoice, thelittlegirllookedlonginglyat "TheNewBook" , righttherefortheworldtosee.
Thatparticularday, sheconfessedhergoal.
"WhenIgrowup," shesaid, "I'mgoingtobeawriter.I'mgoingtowritebooks." Thelibrarianlookedupfromherstampingandsmiled, notwiththecondescensionsomanychildrenreceive, butwithencouragement."Whenyoudowritethatbook," shereplied, "bringitintoourlibraryandwe'llputitondisplay, righthereonthecounter." Thelittlegirlpromisedshewould.
Asshegrew, , writingbriefpersonalityprofiles, whichearnedher $.
Sheeditedherhigh-schoolpaper, marriedandstartedafamily, .
Finally, , , , andsoonbothweresold.
Buttheworldofbookpublishingmovesslowerthanthatofdailynewspapers, 'scopies, ''sinvitation, , thatparticularlibrarianhaddiedlongago, andthelittlelibraryhadbeenrazedtomakewayforalargerincarnation.
, tellingherhowmuchherpredecessor''dbeintownforherthirtiethhighschoolreunion, shewrote, andcouldshebringhertwobooksbyandgivethemtothelibrary? Thelibrariancalledandsaid, "Come." Soshedid, clutchingacopyofeachbook.
Insidethebignewlibrary, —adescendantofthepapershe', 'scheeks.
