Novpyro

Albert Corn had not always been in charge of the desk but he had decided he would rather be a minion than someone like Agatha who was always bustling about that library of hers. In his own way Albert felt that he was helping people just as much. He was the first person people met, after all. He always tried to have a cherry disposition and for someone who never slept he was particularly chipper. Even when he had been alive Albert had always been quite content with life. Tonight was no exception. Albert knew something important would happen. This was made apparent when Agatha came walking out of the library as though she were on a mission. He

I was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, November the fifth nineteen twenty-two. Our house was on the corner of Buttonwood Street and Perth. It was the old fashioned house with bricks on the street, both the little street and the big street. Perth Street had two sides to it – it had the side that was near Buttonwood Street and then the big street – Spring Garden Street – separated us and then other Perth Street it where my mother and father were born – other side of Perth Street. Their relationship when they were little? My grandfather had a business where he had lots of banquets and then he had a bar downstairs with lunches and stuff and h

I believe in me I believe in my ability to overcome     in my convictions I believe I will grow up to be what my childhood self knew I would be. I believe in imagination and exploration. I believe in world peace and global warming. I believe it takes a village. I believe in one world under the stars and one universe shrouded in mystery. I believe  I don’t have all the answers but  it won’t stop me from asking more questions. I believe in the future. I believe in me. This I believe.