If there’s one thing that comprises my ‘greatest’ pleasure in life, that would be collecting inspirational stuff, meaning, books, dissertation pieces, bookmarks, and anything that is in written form. 

I am a self-confessed lover of literature. I’d always love collecting anything about it. I actually have my own little library at home to house my collection. I’d bravely and proudly say that I do appreciate customized write-ups such as essays, term papers, and as well as thesis papers. I actually keep a bundle of them at home. 

Most of my papers at home were a collection of my students’ works. Yes, I was once an educator before I ventured taking care of a family business. Absolutely, that made it not too surprising why I love literature. I was once a Literature instructress. 

But though I chose another path to take, my love for that craft never changed. Never did it cross my mind to leave it behind as well. I’ve always been so in love with my collection, with the world’s literature. After all, history is written in those every piece. History of every writer who took their time to share their thoughts.  

My collection is something that I won’t ever trade for anything else. It’s something I will forever keep with me, for my children to be, and up to the next generations to come. Oh! I think I owe you something; I have a copy of some rare literary pieces with me. And that’s real treasure.