My Life Long Friends Essay

My Life Long Friends

Looking around my living room, I see my greatest friends of my life are

all around me on my book shelves. Every book I lift off the shelf pinpoints a

time in my life. They represent all the joy, sorrow, and laughter felt in my

life. The large, shiny red poetry book my father read to me reminds me of all

of these. It is probably my favorite. Then I recall my people friends that

attended school with me through the years. What great fun they were! I doubt

I'll ever forget the smell of my kindergarten class and my first meeting with

Belle Hudson. As I get older, I realize how precious that friendship was.

My books, of course, would be my life long friends. Oh the joy I feel

to crack open a new book. I am desperately trying to come up with the words

that would describe the anticipation. As I flip through the pages in

contemplating of the next, I am in constant thought of the person that breathes

life into the characters. Do they see themselves in them? Are they writing

about that which they aspire to be? Is the dying child theirs? Then there are

all my old favorites. Lying in bed at night I would wait ever so patiently

for my father to come in and pick up that great big shiny red poetry book. I

can still vividly feel how Jack did climb that giant beanstalk. I remember

the sleepless nights after discovering the very next year, I would learn how

Then I recall my father telling me he would teach me prior to class in

the fall. He couldn't possibly watch me sicken myself from lack of sleep. Oh

the excitement! How helpless Rupunzel and Cinderella's prince were! I recall

the feeling when Belle and I had discovered ”Are you there God, it's me

Margaret?” We had not yet gotten our periods, so we read with breathless

anticipation as Margaret discovered her body grow. Needless to say, Belle and

I had much to discuss. On and on I could go. Indeed knowing my books have

always been my greatest passion and my books have always been my most

distinguished friends.

It is a wonderful experience verbalizing how precious my friends are.

While I shall always love Belle, Rachelle and the friends I make in the future,

I celebrate all of those marvelous pages that have guided me through my