Ellen ReadMark ran his fingers over the bindings and whispered words, written long ago, words that wriggled through the aged leather, trembled beneath his touch. What lives and loves, hopes and dreams, deaths and despair these volumes held.
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It is adorable how much children love reading. I think reading books for children is a wonderful thing to do. Reading gives them a chance to escape from their daily lives and enjoy a different world. So, if you have a chance to give a child a book as a gift, don’t hesitate. It will not only be appreciated but will also be a great start for that child’s life.
Source: Love The Gift
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