I watched the Rwandan children take the book from me and stare at it as if it were amazing. For many it was like looking at an archeological find. They reverently flipped through the pages. Ran their hands gently over the cover to feel the discount price sticker that Borders had placed there.
I'm hoping I can transfer my love of books onto them. If anyone wants to send me children's books, feel free. For now story time is going to be trashy romance novels and Vanity Fair. Thank goodness they don't know English!
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