Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed that the boy ahead of him had tripped and dropped all the books he was carrying, along with two sweaters, a baseball bat, a glove and a small tape recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the scattered articles. As they walked, Mark discovered the boy’s name was Bill, that he loved video games, baseball and history, that he was having a lot of trouble with his other subjects, and that he had just broken up with his girlfriend.

Mark went home after dropping Bill at his house. They continued to see each other around school, had lunch together once or twice, then both graduated from junior high school. They ended up in the same high school, where they had brief contacts over the years. Finally the long-awaited senior year came.
Three weeks before graduation, Bill asked Mark if they could talk. 

Bill reminded him of the day years ago when they had first met. “Do you ever wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?” asked Bill.
“You see, I cleaned out my locker because I didn’t want to leave a mess for anyone else. I had stored away some of my mother’s sleeping pills and I was going home to commit suicide. But after we spent some time together talking and laughing, I realized that if I had killed myself, I would have missed that
memorable moment and so many others that might follow. So you see, Mark, when you picked up my books that day, you did a lot more. You saved my life.”

- John W. Schlatter

A simple gesture

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There’s a book out there you have been searching for, but even you yourself don’t know what it is. No subject, title, or author. No Dewey decimal or ISBN. Just a sense of certainty that when you find it, things will fall into place, and one of your life’s great purposes will be fulfilled. Maybe you’ll find it in the library or see it listed in an e-mail from an online store. You might stumble across a worn copy in the bargain bin in a used-book seller’s basement. Or maybe you’ll never find it at all. The one thing is certain: That book is out there somewhere. You just know it.

You're idly browsing the stacks of a large bookstore – not looking for any one book in particular, just looking. You wander down one aisle and begin to search intently through a tall case of books. What is your impression of the books? When answering, describe your general impression of the books’ content rather than naming specific authors, genres, or subject matter.

 
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The Book of Life

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Some are very fussy about their books, refusing to read anything outside of a particular genre or subject matter. Others read indiscriminately, devouring volume after volume without pattern or preference. Many read only on occasion or when work or study demands it. And then there are those who simply don't read at all if they can avoid it.
But for those who do read, not just out of necessity, but for the sheer pleasure and relaxation it affords, finding a good book is almost like making a new friend. There's a sense of simultaneous familiarity and discovery. It's as if a window has opened into a previously unimagined world, but one you sensed was waiting for you all along. Sometimes it's almost as if the book has chosen you.

1. A book lies open in front of you. What type of story does it contain?
2. You begin to read and soon find that you yourself are a character in the story. What kind of role do you play?
3. You read further and come to a section where the pages have been damaged, making them nearly impossible to read. What part of the story is it?
4. You have just closed the cover after finishing the book. How was the ending?

 
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Reading You Like a Book

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