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[sandiewill]

All done - I loved putting this puzzle together. Challenging but loved the theme! #puzzles #jigsaw #jigsawpuzzle #bookstore #adayatthebookstore #michaelstorreypuzzles #books #booklover #bookaddict #booklover #reader #readbooks #saturdayvibes #saturdayafternoon https://www.instagram.com/p/CpYWfOAO4aG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[olgawood]

// © – <...> И прости, что… втянула тебя во всё это.

Руками я показала под ноги, обводить весь мир не хотелось, да и не надо было. Почему-то казалось, что основа этого мира именно земля. Она питает, согревает, наказывает и позволяет идти дальше, если мысли добры и помыслы чисты.

"И путь порой бескрайний"

Ольга Вуд

[sadartbitch87]

Chapter 3!!!

[ianfulgar]

To get ahead in life, it is essential to keep reading.

[3littlepigletsco]

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[legomars]

"I wish I had a passport of all the places I've traveled in books." Quote

[shanneltarot]

The Serenity Cove Lighthouse: The Enchanted Beacon of Love

A Journey to Finding Love

Chapter 1: The Enchanted Beacon

In the charming coastal town of Serenity Cove, where the salty sea breeze mingled with the scent of blooming flowers, stood an ancient lighthouse that held a secret older than time itself. Amelia, an adventurous marine biologist with a love for folklore, had always been intrigued by the mystical tales surrounding the lighthouse.

[theaibooks]

tittle: white fang by jack London

here is the seconded book by jack London and a must read for anyone.

White Fang was born into a harsh and unforgiving world, the offspring of a wolf mother and a domesticated dog father. He was a unique creature, larger and more intelligent than his siblings. From the moment he took his first breath, White Fang was destined to face numerous challenges in his life.

As a young pup, White Fang had to learn quickly how to survive in the wild. He had to learn to hunt, to find shelter, and to avoid predators. His mother and the rest of the pack taught him many valuable lessons, but the world was still a dangerous and unpredictable place.

One day, White Fang's life changed forever. A group of Indian hunters captured him and his mother. They were taken to a village, where the hunters began to beat and torture them. White Fang's mother eventually died from her injuries, but he was saved by a kind man named Grey Beaver.

Grey Beaver was an experienced hunter who recognized the intelligence and strength of White Fang. He took the pup under his wing and trained him to be a sled dog. White Fang proved to be a quick learner, and soon he was running with the other dogs.

Life with Grey Beaver was not easy, however. White Fang faced many challenges and obstacles, including harsh weather, dangerous predators, and the cruelty of other humans. But he was a survivor, and he always managed to find a way to persevere.

One day, Grey Beaver sold White Fang to a cruel man named Beauty Smith. Smith was a vicious man who enjoyed tormenting animals. He beat and starved White Fang, hoping to break his spirit. But White Fang was a fighter, and he refused to give up.

One day, White Fang was saved by a group of men who were traveling through the area. One of the men, Weedon Scott, recognized the intelligence and loyalty of White Fang and decided to take him in. Scott was a gold prospector who had come to the Yukon Territory to make his fortune, but he soon realized that he had found something more valuable than gold.

At first, White Fang was hesitant to trust Scott. He had been betrayed by humans before, and he was wary of getting too close to another one. But Scott was patient and kind, and over time White Fang began to trust him.

As White Fang became more domesticated, he learned the ways of humans. He learned to obey commands and to interact with other people. He also learned to love Scott and became a loyal companion.

Despite his domestication, however, White Fang never forgot his wild roots. He would often go off on his own to explore the wilderness, but he always returned to Scott. White Fang became a beloved member of Scott's family, and his loyalty was a testament to the deep bond that can exist between humans and animals.

Throughout his life, White Fang faced many challenges, but he always managed to overcome them. He was a survivor, a fighter, and a loyal friend. And in the end, he became a symbol of the enduring power of the natural world and the deep connection that can exist between humans and animals.

[hollymarlow]

Loving life at Aylesbury library, signing books after our book reading today. Lots of people wanted to talk to Zoe or ask her to sign books today, so that was lovely. I love that I get to share these fun events with my amazing daughter. ❤️ . #booksbooksbooks #books #library #libraries #read #readbooks #readmorebooks #reading #adoptionbooks #aylesbury #aylesburyparents #goals #careerchange #livingourbestlives #livingmybestlife #livingthedream #nationalstorytellingweek #familyliteracyweek https://www.instagram.com/p/Cn-K4rhs0NL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[maettymae]

The healthy person has many wishes, the sick person only one.

The right story captivates every reader, evokes emotions, even changes lives.

Writing this story was a challenge,

but whether it resonates with readers is another matter.

Many readers won't be able to relate to this story because healthy people generally don't worry about illness.

Doctors will find this story amusing and ridiculous.

Healthy people will not understand it.

Everyone will disregard this account precisely because of this story.

In fact, however, this story hits the nerve of the times, precisely because

Patients are looking for effective treatment and healing.

Doctors and support staff with their doctorates and medical degrees

believe that they can trample all patients underfoot and that they can neither treat nor help any patient medically.

A doctorate alone does not make a doctor. It is medical expertise, empathy, humanity, understanding for the illness, understanding for the sick patient with their fears and the person themselves that make a doctor.

However, basically all doctors do not have these qualities because they are only focused on money and their earnings, at the expense of other people's health.

Support staff such as medical assistants / nurses also lack these qualities.

They would rather aggravate a patient's condition than help in time.

This story should make so much noise in order to bring about positive change.

Because at some point we all get sick and then we want to be medically treated in the right way to get better without doctors laughing at us, getting rich off us and ultimately kicking us out of their practices/clinics despite being sick.

People who want to spontaneously make this account rich or send very striking pictures will be deleted immediately.

This account is anonymized for data protection reasons.

No requests will be sent

Direct messages and inquiries will not be answered.

All the best for the future.

Cheers folks

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[vierss-herondale]

Happy Valentine’s Day!!! 💕

My fellow TSC fandom, whether you celebrate or not I hope every single one of you have a nice day! And remember that you don't need a love partner or a bunch of friends to have a good day, just spend the day doing what makes you happy, reading a book, watering your plants, watching a movie or a series, cuddling your pet, writing, eating a whole bottle of ice cream, whatever that gives you peace 🌻💕💕

Sending lots of love on your ways 🥰🥰❤️

I hope you have an extra special day! @aroace-cat-lady @delightfullyterrible @dustandducks @elettralightwood @fantasticcolorcloudflap @idk-i-just-really-like-tsc @onetimetwotimesthreetimess @rinadragomir @love-readbooks @widowofyourenemy @kritacrossheart @kit-rooks-abs @vickchan2 @literallytypogod 🌸🌸🌸

Art by Cassandra Jean 🌸

[easythingstosay]

🇧🇷 Mesmo aqui não poderia de visitar uma das livrarias mais famosas da cidade. Alguém mais tem alguma dica de livraria em Paris? . 🇺🇸🇬🇧 Even here I could not visit one of the most famous bookstores in the city. Does anyone else have any bookstore tips in Paris? * * * #books #bookstagram #bookworm #booklover #bookish #booknerd #bookaddict #bookme #bookaholic #booklove #BookNow #bookphotography #bookstagrammer #booklovers #booksofinstagram #bookblogger #bookstagramfeature #booknerdigans #bookcover #bookishfeatures #reading #reader #readinglist #readingtime #readersofinstagram #readingissexy #readmore #readbooks #readmorebooks (at Shakespeare and Company) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnrOsvYLSUd/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[sadartbitch87]

A lil taste of my 3rd book

The woman turned on the kettle and placed her empty cup on the counter next to it. She then turned toward her cupboard and began rummaging through it in search of tea.

Suddenly, she heard a voice that sounded like a small girl: "You forgot about me, huh?" the voice asked.

The woman quickly spun around. In the motion, she knocked over all the contents of her snack cupboard. Standing in front of her was a little girl, around six years old, her chubby cheeks flushed for some reason.

Her hair was long and tangled in a messy braid. She wore a white and red striped tank top and tiny denim shorts that seemed too small for her, making her belly almost exposed.

The woman stared at the girl in shock, but after a few moments, she smiled at her.

"Hey sweetie, did you come all the way here to visit me?" the woman asked, bending down to be on the same level as the child.

But the girl didn’t listen to the woman; she just repeated, "You forgot about me, huh?" She looked at the woman with an angry and serious expression.

"I'm so sorry I forgot about you," the woman replied, smiling at the little girl.

But the girl continued to glare at her with an angry look.

"Do you want me to tell you what happened... while you weren't here?" the woman asked.

Before the girl could respond, the kettle started whistling.

The tea was ready.

The woman was startled by the whistle of the kettle but decided to stay calm so as not to scare the girl.

She quickly approached the kettle and turned it off.

"Are you making tea?" the girl asked, smiling.

"Yes, sweetheart, do you want tea?" the woman asked.

"No," the girl scrunched her nose in disgust. "Tea is gross," she said angrily. "But my mom always says, 'Where there's tea, there's candy,' so... that means you have candy!" The girl said happily, starting to jump up and down in excitement.

"Do you want a lollipop?" the woman asked.

"No, I want candies, you know, plural. For an older woman, you're not so smart, huh?" she said, sticking out her tongue.

The woman laughed, amused by the child’s behavior. She had been sitting alone in this cabin for a long time, spending most of her days in front of a computer writing, so this was refreshing for her—acting however she wanted without worrying about what others thought.

"So... candy?" the girl interrupted her train of thought.

"Of course," the woman said, starting to rummage through her cupboard.

After a few minutes of searching, "I have chocolates, do you like chocolate?" the woman said, turning toward the girl while lifting a package of Kit-Kats in the air.

But the girl was already gone, as though she had never been there.

"Girl?" the woman began searching for her.

She left the kitchen and went toward the living room, which was so small that it barely fit one person.

In the living room, on the green armchair, the little girl was sitting.

The woman felt a pang in her heart at the sight of the girl, as if she feared something had happened to her. Seeing the girl sitting perfectly fine on the chair was all the woman wanted.

"Why is your TV so small?" the girl asked, staring at the cartoons.

"I don’t watch it much," the woman said, sitting quietly next to the armchair by the window.

"Why not?" the girl raised her eyebrows, as if this was the most ridiculous thing she had ever heard.

"Because I don’t really have time to watch it, I work most of the day," the woman replied.

"Oh yeah? What do you do?" the girl asked, staring at the woman.

"I’m a writer," the woman answered shyly.

"Like books and stuff?" the girl went back to staring at her cartoons.

"Yes, like books and stuff," the woman replied.

"I used to like reading... but now I hate it. Books are gross!" the girl said while Bugs Bunny beat up Daffy Duck.

"Why? Books are fun, they’re like a whole new world," the woman answered.

"No, they’re gross, because... because..." The girl started crying.

The woman got up from her chair and sat on one of the arms of the green armchair.

"Why are you crying, sweetie?" she asked the girl, hugging her.

"Because... yesterday..." The girl kept crying, swallowing her words.

"Shh... Let’s calm down and then we’ll talk. Do you want a glass of water?" the woman asked.

The girl just nodded her head.

The woman poured her water from the pitcher on the table. "It’s really tasty water with lemon," the woman said.

The girl didn’t say a word. She drank the entire cup in one gulp and wiped her tears with her shirt.

"Do you feel better now?" the woman asked, looking at the girl warmly.

The girl nodded her head.

"Do you want to try telling me your story again?" the woman asked, showing interest in her expression.

The girl nodded and sat quietly for a few minutes.

After a few moments of silence, she began: "Everyone at my school is disgusting, they always push me and laugh at me... s... s... that I’m fat." Tears started to form in the girl's eyes, but this time, she didn’t stop.

"So Ashley said that I said Jessica is ugly because she has pimples. And I didn’t say anything like that! Why should I care about her pimples?! That’s her problem! Not mine! But everyone at school got mad at me... and they already tease me... and then... then..." The girl tried to hold back her tears. "Then yesterday, a writer I really like came, and she read us a story. But because Ashley can’t not look at me! Once in her life! She told everyone in secret that I cursed at Jessica... and I didn’t! And everyone said they’re bullying me! And the teacher called my dad... and he embarrassed me, he told Jessica that he was going to hit her... and that’s not cool! Now everyone thinks my dad is crazy... and no one talks to me!! And I hate books!!!" The girl screamed and fell into the woman’s arms. "I never want to go to school again!!!" she sobbed into the woman’s embrace.

"Oh sweetie, it’ll be okay, believe me," the woman said.

"How do you know? You’re just a woman," the girl said between sobs.

"Right now, it seems like the worst thing in the world, but you’ll be stronger than that... and not in a cliché way," the woman said.

"What’s cliché?" the girl asked.

"It doesn’t matter, what matters is..." The woman paused for a moment. "You know what?"

"What?" the girl asked.

"Do you want me to tell you a secret?" the woman asked.

"I love secrets!! I won’t tell anyone, I promise on my Backstreet Boys poster!!" the girl said excitedly.

"I believe you, the secret is..." the woman said, leaning in to the girl’s ear and whispering, "Jessica is going to marry Mark."

"Mark!? Gross! He licks tables!" the girl said, laughing.

"Right, he really does lick tables," the woman laughed.

"And she’s going to have like a thousand kids with him!" the woman continued, laughing.

"Gross, he has lice!" The girl started laughing, throwing herself on the armchair and laughing loudly, kicking her legs in the air and shouting, "Mark had babies! Mark had babies!"

"Do you feel better now?" the woman asked, watching the girl laughing on the armchair.

"Yes... but..." The girl stopped laughing and sat up straight in the armchair.

"What happened?" the woman asked.

"I’m having fun now, and I’m scared," the girl said.

"What are you scared of, sweetie?" the woman asked.

"That you’ll forget about me again," the girl said, her voice sad, almost defeated.

"Why would I forget about you?" the woman said seriously.

But as soon as she said that, she realized she was sitting in her green armchair alone, and the kettle was whistling. The tea was ready.

You can read my book on wattpad

[whatindarnation]

books read and coffee shops | nov 5 2023 . . . . . . #photooftheday #readbooks #coffeeshops

[livesanskrit]

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National Reading Day.

Today is the National Reading Day. The day is celebrated in honour of P N Panicker, considered the Father of Kerala's Library and Literacy Movement. It also marks the beginning of the month-long Digital Reading celebrations. Started as a Reading Day celebration on June 19, 1996, by the Government of Kerala in association with the P N Panicker Foundation, National Reading Day, became a mass movement to promote literacy and the culture of reading in the state.

In 2017, Prime Minister Narendra Modi launched the National Reading / Digital Reading Month in Kochi and gave a clarion call to the country's citizens to propagate the message, Read and Grow.

Several programmes are envisaged for the month-long celebrations by the union and state governments, NITI Ayog, National Digital Library of India in association with the PN Panicker Foundation and various other stakeholders.

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[legomars]

"I'm in a good place right now. I mean, not emotionally. I'm at the bookstore."

Read Books and Be Nice to Each Other https://legomars.blogspot.com/2023/06/read-books-and-be-nice-to-each-other.html