Biblioteken, vår gemensamma själ
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I like libraries. They’re full of books and people in reading silence. You might think, silence – how boring. But, there’s a lot more sounds in libraries than anywhere else. You just don’t hear them as normal sounds.
Just take a look at a bookshelf with lots of books in it. Think of what’s in those books. I don’t mean the paper and the letters. I think of all the stories they carrying and the noises all things make in those stories. When we read the books we can hear the sounds. And yes, Thumbup says that it is possible for deaf people to hear the sounds too.
I read good news about our library in Trosa. We are best in the county of keeping the library open.
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In 1835 an Autobiography of an Irish Traveller was published anonymously, although the author reveals his identity during the course of the book as Walter Brabazon, from Cork. He met many interesting people during his travels, but one of his most fascinating anecdotes concerns an old soldier he met in France. He was a veteran of the Napoleonic Wars, and offered a valuable insight into the character of the Emperor. Napoleon broke with tradition by promoting soldiers to the officer class on basis of merit rather than just background, and the following is a good example of how he made the best of the people he had to work with. It is quite a lengthy quote due to its anecdotal nature, but it is well worth the effort, because it is a lovely little story!
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