I’m the hundred dollar textbook you caressed with pink and yellow highlighters. Café smudges and coffee spills grace my tree-murdered pages. How long before there’s no one left alive who remembers my name?
Trifecta Week 101 Challenge: we’re asking for 33 of your own words inspired by the above picture.
Nice thought. I’ve felt that way about second hand books and have saved many from the scrap pile. But I can’t get too nostalgic about textbooks given that these days they upgrade them every year so that you can’t save them for the younger sibling.
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Very Very cool Trifecta!! 🙂
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Love the last line.
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A very tragic thought for the future, indeed.
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Oh, I know this riddle… Good one!
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Very evocative and well written:-)I feel both the book’s and the tree’s pain!Only if we understood and took care..
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Love this line: “caressed with pink and yellow highlighters” – very clever! Great take on the prompt! 🙂
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Where do old books go to die? What a sad thought. Good writing always brings out emotions of, one sort or another, in the reader. You have done that here with your bittersweet observations about the fate of our beloved friends, our books. 😦 Good job creating such a provocative post.
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I love the perspective!
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I loved this…simple and profound in 33 words!
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What a unique perspective on this photo prompt! I love how much personality you instilled in the book.
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I’d say about four more semesters until the next edition.
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Caressed with high lighters, tree-murdered pages. These are brilliant, excellent phrases. Great take on the prompt!
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That is really quite sad, actually.
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