There was
nothing to read at home.
I had
already read the newspaper and all the books in our little home library... even
my elder brother’s English text book.
In those
days, a vendor at the Holi market sold chickpeas in little pouches made from
old newspapers. I saw some of these pouches on the dining table. I opened one pouch,
carefully took off the glued bits, and read what was printed on it while
munching the chickpeas.
There was no
children’s library in our town and we were always starved for reading material.
.....
The
librarian at the International School had a pile of books that she had ‘weeded
out’ from the boxes and shelves in the library. These were children’s classics
which were slightly damaged or just too old. There was no place for these books in the school
library where new books were regularly ordered. The librarian
was waiting for the school janitor to take them away to be disposed of.
“If I
had those books” I said “I would start a book club for children who have
nothing to read.”
The
librarian gave them all to me.
.....
An old
English lady, a complete stranger, stood on our doorstep one day with a pile of
books in her hands.
“I heard you
have started a charity library” she said. “I brought you these because I am
leaving Muscat.”
The books
were almost brand new and smelt nice.
Soon, other
friends and families living in Muscat and those who were leaving Muscat donated
their books too.
That’s how
the Vidyanjali Children’s Charity Library started. Today we have a collection
of over a thousand interesting books.
This library is for
all children and especially for those children “who have nothing to read”.
We thank all
those children who have donated their much-loved books in the hope of spreading
the joy of reading to others.