Once upon a time, there was a big house with thousands of rooms. One of the rooms was a huge library. The shelves were like wallpapers, covering the walls from top to bottom. I had never seen so many books in my life decorating them. They came in all sizes and colors. Some were very old, others with still shinning covers. I was in a state of complete fascination! Then, something very strange happened…
The books, one by one, started introducing themselves to me. Each one told me proudly about what kind of stories they were made of. Not only the words got a life on their own, but the illustrations popped out of the pages and performed to me as acrobats in a circular ring of a circus. It was like a fairy tale turned into reality…
Each book took my imagination as they were reins far, far away. I visited so many countries, unknown worlds, fantastic places which were pure magic. I met so many interesting people. Learned a gazillion things. Things I could never ever even dream of… I spent just a few hours in that library, but I felt as I had lived there for centuries!
After leaving that incredible atmosphere, I was never the same girl. I became much more aware of the life around me and I decided to be a storyteller.
Wherever I went, I shared with kids all the stories I learned from my books friends. They kids got so mesmerized the exactly same way I was when I discovered that library, in that big house, of a thousand rooms…
Books are like this, they have the power to bewitch us, set us free, makes us take off, travel through time, dream, and live roles without borders. Books turn the impossible into possible! It is just a matter of let us go with them…
(Illustration Erwin Madrid.
