...I would be a fat black Persian tom, with wise whiskers and darkness-piercing eyes, and I would live in the Middle Ages, in a lord’s and lady’s castle. I would eat tasty fish, and lap milk from my copper bowl, and sleep and purr all day, and in the night, I would do mischief. I … Continue reading If I Were a Cat…
Tom’s father was ill. Every Monday, Tom visited his father in the city, and each time the old man opened the creaking door, and smiling, welcomed him in. Today Tom brought his father a large gift. He knocked at the door, but his father did not answer. Tom's heart sank.
I suppose I am a book snob. Not a big one though. I never criticize other people’s reading taste, but I am apt to look down on notoriously popular books before actually reading them. In other words, when seen in profile, the tip of my nose points a little up, to Shakespeare in the heavens. … Continue reading Are You a Book Snob?
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