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Pushed against the left wall in my room is a curious piece of furniture. Initially, it was a six foot tall and three foot wide red oak bookcase. Strangely, as the five shelves began to fill with books, the dimensions of the bookcase slowly evolved into a looking glass. Now, years later, my reflection is almost complete: each bookshelf cradles the stories of my life. Shelf One is the base, and rightfully so. It contains my building blocks. Among the...

A metaphor for my life, an affinity for learning beyond textbooks. I write about books in a way that demonstrates a process of self-reflection hoping that would make people get a sense of who i am.

Ten things i advise! 1:Acquire skills that are hard to get outside school. 2:Learn how to write well. 3:Focus on the teacher, not...