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My Father's Books
Even before I learned to read and write, books were part of my life. On the third floor of my house there is a dark and deep closet full of books, encyclopedias, newspaper articles and magazines, most of them covered with dust and grime because nobody use them. They belong to my father. My father used to tell me and my sisters that since he learned to read, he discovered the beauty of books and how important they are in transmitting wisdom and culture, and as a perfect way to trigger and develop a great imagination. I believe that my grandfather taught him to realize that. Because of that love to books, my father had a collection of hundreds of them. Every imaginable topic was there: politics, accounting, finance, government, math, geography and science, and even books for children. You could see all kind of colors and sizes; some books are very large and take much room in the closet, but some of them are so small that you can’t even notice them. Since I have memory I have always seen my father carrying a book, wherever he goes even when we are in a family party, at Christmas dinner, or even if we are in a plane going to vacations. Those books have been with my family for generations transmitting lessons so they will continue being there for a long time. Reading books is not the only thing my father do, he also is a member of a lecture club in which he shares what he reads. Books, then, are part of my every-day environment and they have helped me in difficult decisions. For instance, my father’s books helped me to decide what I wanted to study in college, especially a book that my father has in his closet, the book was called “Intermediate accounting” by Kieso, it is a very big and heavy book that always took my attention because my father always consulted it. Unfortunately, during hurricane “Alex”, the window on the third floor of my house was left open, so many books got wet, ruining most of my father books collection, so he felt disappointed and almost lose his interest in collecting books, he knew he could not find the books he lost because most of them were too old and expensive. After the hurricane my father realized that it is more important to remember the stories he had read in those books and what he learned than just having those books in the closed taking space. Today my father still continues reading and collecting more and more books.
