Over your shoulder, please don't mind me if my eyes
havefallen onto your magazine for I've been watching and
wonderingwhyyour face is changing with every line you read. All
those linesand circles, to me, a mystery. Eve pull down the
apple and givetaste to me. If she would be wonderful, but my
pride is in theway. I cannot read to save my life, I'm so
ashamed to say.I live in silence, afraid to speak of my life
ofdarkness because I cannot read. For all those lines
andcircles,to me, a mystery. Eve pull down the apple and give
taste to me.If she could it would be wonderful. Then I
wouldn't needsomeoneelse's eyes to see what's in
front of me. No one guiding me.It makes me humble to be so green
at what every kid cando when he learns A to Z, but all those
lines and circles justfrighten me and I fear that I'll be
trampled if you don't reachfor me. Before I run I'll
have to take a fall. And then pickmyself up, so slowly I'll
devour every one of those books intheTower of Knowledge.