III The Library
The siguiente room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on parte superior, arriba of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of libros were piled right up to the parte superior, arriba and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved lectura and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole biblioteca full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of muro and floor el espacio was piled high with the most beautiful expensive leather bound books.
“There must be every book in the world in here” she thought to herself in awe.
Slowly she made her way around the piles of libros until she found a copy of The Wind In The Willows which had been one of her favourite libros as a child but sadly her copy had been burnt to cinders. She looked around for somewhere to sit and saw a window asiento of red velvet and she curled up there and began to read.
She read for hours her eyes flying down each beautifully illustrated page. When she had finished she was torn between her curiosity about the rest of the house and her longing to remain in the biblioteca and read until her eyes fell out.
Then she remembered. Her bag! She flew along the corridor back to the nursery and grabbed a rucksack that contained all she owned in the world. Running back to the biblioteca she emptied it out onto a nearby table.
An assortment of seemingly worthless objects tumbled out. The most valuable looking thing there was a oro teardrop shaped brooch. It contained a picture of her mother and father and also one of her twin sister who had died along with them. Ember stared at them for a moment then snapped it shut and pinned it to her top.
The other objects were just things she had picked up throughout her life but they were just as important. A peacock’s feather, a green glass marble, an aquamarine gem, a single red rose pressed in an envelope, a diary of her mother’s she had managed to salvage from the house but she had never found the key, a shining silver stone that had been dado to her por her father, and a drawing por her sister of the two of them together. Her sister had been a great artist before-
A tear fell down her cheek as Ember gazed at all these worthless treasures. Then touching the brooch for good luck she proceeded to fill the bag back up with libros after placing her treasures back in the front pocket.
She put The Wind in the Willows in her bag as well as The Wizard of Oz, Heidi, Black Beauty, The Railway Children, Alice In Wonderland, The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer and The Adventures Of arándano, huckleberry Finn.
The bag should have been overflowing at this point but strangely it still seemed almost empty and she managed to fit in a huge book of the entire works of the brothers Grimm.
Ember loved fairy tales even though she was now thirteen and the ones por the Brothers Grimm were her favourite.
She shouldered the rucksack and it felt light as a feather much to her surprise. She would have stayed and filled the bag some más but her curiosity sent her feet across the room and right out the door.
The siguiente room Ember visited was to her a Heaven on Earth. An enormous room just for holding books! The ceiling was so high it would have taken ten of her standing on parte superior, arriba of one another the reach it. The shelves and shelves of libros were piled right up to the parte superior, arriba and there were several ladders placed conveniently so that she could reach the topmost books.
Ember walked round the room as though she were in a dream. She loved lectura and devoured every book she found but she had never had a whole biblioteca full of them to herself. She barely knew where to start. Every square inch of muro and floor el espacio was piled high with the most beautiful expensive leather bound books.
“There must be every book in the world in here” she thought to herself in awe.
Slowly she made her way around the piles of libros until she found a copy of The Wind In The Willows which had been one of her favourite libros as a child but sadly her copy had been burnt to cinders. She looked around for somewhere to sit and saw a window asiento of red velvet and she curled up there and began to read.
She read for hours her eyes flying down each beautifully illustrated page. When she had finished she was torn between her curiosity about the rest of the house and her longing to remain in the biblioteca and read until her eyes fell out.
Then she remembered. Her bag! She flew along the corridor back to the nursery and grabbed a rucksack that contained all she owned in the world. Running back to the biblioteca she emptied it out onto a nearby table.
An assortment of seemingly worthless objects tumbled out. The most valuable looking thing there was a oro teardrop shaped brooch. It contained a picture of her mother and father and also one of her twin sister who had died along with them. Ember stared at them for a moment then snapped it shut and pinned it to her top.
The other objects were just things she had picked up throughout her life but they were just as important. A peacock’s feather, a green glass marble, an aquamarine gem, a single red rose pressed in an envelope, a diary of her mother’s she had managed to salvage from the house but she had never found the key, a shining silver stone that had been dado to her por her father, and a drawing por her sister of the two of them together. Her sister had been a great artist before-
A tear fell down her cheek as Ember gazed at all these worthless treasures. Then touching the brooch for good luck she proceeded to fill the bag back up with libros after placing her treasures back in the front pocket.
She put The Wind in the Willows in her bag as well as The Wizard of Oz, Heidi, Black Beauty, The Railway Children, Alice In Wonderland, The Adventures Of Tom Sawyer and The Adventures Of arándano, huckleberry Finn.
The bag should have been overflowing at this point but strangely it still seemed almost empty and she managed to fit in a huge book of the entire works of the brothers Grimm.
Ember loved fairy tales even though she was now thirteen and the ones por the Brothers Grimm were her favourite.
She shouldered the rucksack and it felt light as a feather much to her surprise. She would have stayed and filled the bag some más but her curiosity sent her feet across the room and right out the door.
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All día long, all día long
What makes tu think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think tu want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do tu act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet tu never liked that when tu were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No más time for homework, just sit back and do the things I amor to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All día long, all día long
What makes tu think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think tu want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do tu act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet tu never liked that when tu were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No más time for homework, just sit back and do the things I amor to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't oscilación me por my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if tu destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't oscilación me por my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if tu destroy me.