The Magician's Nephew

So today I was looking through all my books since one of my new year's resolutions is to read more. There's books I've bought over the last few months which I just shelved and I found The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew by C.S. Lewis while I was sorting through my books. From 4th to 8th grade I was obsessed with the Chronicles of Narnia and read the books over and over again. I was introduced to them by my beloved teacher Ms. Martinez. Sometimes you don't realize how powerful small things like sharing a book with someone can be, small things like that can literally follow a person a lifetime. I hope I can also pass my books on to my younger siblings and children if they share the love of reading I have.

Anyway let me go back to what I was getting at. This book was bought to my by France,a french doctor my uncle Manuel Married. They were living in Pennsylvania at the time- an all white community. They were living the life or so I thought. It was a huge cultural shock living with them for a summer. Even though he was Dominican he was so white in the way of living with her. So many rules, all about saving and having everything be neat and perfect, silence, calmness it was difficult for me to endure especially when I didn't have that kind of experience before. I went with France to Barnes and Nobble one afternoon, thinking about it she was the first to take me to Barnes and Nobles :) well she bought me The Chronicles of Narnia: The Magician's Nephew which was an important book of the chronicles and which I had been wanting to get for months. This book even though was the first book written but was printed out of order and not having the Pevensie Children was slightly less popular. I really wanted the book, i wanted them all I was collecting them. So she buys the book for me and I started reading it right away.

Well I read the book right away but I still wanted to keep it as part of my collection and take it home when it was time to go. My uncle convinces her that if I take the book with me I would lose the book, that I didn't know how to take care of things and that we were messy and that it wouldn't last in my hands. So France tells me that I would have to leave the book in Pennsylvania for safe keeping. This was a huge insult for me, I felt really sad and hurt. I understood that at the time we were an overcrowded family but I always kept my things - the few things I had organized and it was really insulting and upsetting.I had to swallow it and leave the book behind.

In my next visit I said fuck it and stole the book back because It was bought for me and when it was bought there was no conditions on where I was to keep it, regardless it was left in a closet untouched its not like it was being used. I felt it was unfair to begin with and set myself to undo that wrong. I have kept the book ever since. The book in the last 10 years has survived multiple moves, and outlived their relationship in my hands since they got divorced a few years ago. Need I say " In your face"?

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  1. I never got any of my books unfortunately. Dr. Seuss collection...sucks to be me.

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