Ogleo peaked through the crack of his bedroom door. He heard his mother’s door shut for the night and he saw by the slit at the bottom that her lights had gone out. He stepped out into the hallway, flashlight in hand and proceeded on his nightly ritual.
And who could blame him as he received his gift naturally, especially from his mother who had an addiction to words, so much so that people thought she was a bit thick in the head. I mean pronouncing strange words out loud in sentences that never seemed to make sense with an air of errant self importance as it must have seemed to others.
Early the next morning Ogleos’ mother opened the library door looking at the books wrapped in and around her son’s arms as he lay sleeping in his father’s’ great chair. She gently untied the last book from its imprisonment and laid a marker between the pages whispering to herself, “he’s made it to the C’s”. She looked around the room and held back a tear, this room still brought her eyes to water even three years since Ogleos’ father passed. It belonged to her son now and he was bound and determined to read every book in this room, even the encyclopedias.
By the same author: Of Words, a Raft, & a Dragonfly
This can seem only logical for naturally a boy will try to emulate his father but with Ogleo as with all things he did, his motives ran deeper than just the obvious. Even as a small boy he would visit his father in the library it seemed these books were calling begging him to open, to read, to understood… wanting someone to unlock all the knowledge between their pages. So Ogleo took up the task and spent all the time he could spare reading these volumes page by page. In his quest, his nightly trek became for his imagination a gate to unknown lost worlds. Whether it was a quest for buried treasure, searching for a great white whale with Starbuck and Captain Ahab, or trying to understand Einstein’s ‘Theory of Relativity“, Ogleo was under a spell, wanting to know everything and in the process unlock secrets that others only dreamed about.
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