Book Fair

I remember book fairs from when I was in elementary school. We would have display tables setup in the cafeteria (the library at that time was too small for much extra traffic). I would be tempted, and would fall to the temptation, to spend my lunch money on books instead of lunch. But I didn't mind. I loved reading, getting into good stories, characters, plots, danger and intrigue and historical fiction. Sometimes the book fairs had brand new glossy books, and other times the district was trying to get rid of older books to make room on their shelves. Those were the worst times, because the older books were sold yard-sale-style, 4/$1, and my lunch money might get me ten books to bag and carry home.

There's a book fair at the kids' school this week, and we're passing along that love of reading. Five dollars from us, to add to whatever they want to spend of their own money. Steering both of them towards stories rather tham jokebooks, to novellas before comics. Both kids love to read, and one goal is to get reading time right up there with brand new Spongebob episodes and the next level of whatever video game is hot right now.

I'm trying to not go to the book fair, though. I don't trust myself. The temptation is too great... then again, lunch is overrated.