Last Saturday, I decided to explore our local library and I couldn't believe what I found.
I noticed a huge atlas on a shelf, and I spent ten minutes gazing at maps of faraway countries.
Then I spotted a collection of biographies, including one about a famous novelist who wrote thrilling detective stories.
Near the window, a poet was reading aloud from a poetry book, and I stopped to listen.
I also overheard a journalist talking about her new non-fiction book on ancient civilizations.
For a moment, I glanced at a cookery book, but I quickly moved on to a science fiction novel about time travel.
I wanted to witness how the author imagined the future, so I sat down to read.
While I was reading, I smelled coffee from the café next door, and I sniffed the air happily.
I saw a girl stroking her cat while she read a ghost story, and she gave me a quick wink.
I even found a reference book that was like a small encyclopedia, perfect for homework.
My favorite part was a thriller that made me breathe faster as I turned each page.
By the end of the day, I had also looked at a guidebook for my next holiday and a textbook on English grammar.
I think everyone should take time to view books as windows to new worlds.