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The Sunlight

    Light is an important element that many people don’t notice. Anything beautiful needs light in order to shine or to reflect. Light can be used to catch people’s attention. I was in the Beinecki and when I looked around the  walls I saw the light from the sun outside. Beautiful lightning danced around the walls. The walls are made of diamond shapes ….describe rather than tell us you like them.




     When I looked to the center I saw plenty of books. Old  books. The most interesting books to read from all the good writers around the world. All the books were concentrated in the middle of the Beinecki.  I wanted to touch them but “DO NOT TOUCH” . The books were surrounded by a beautiful clear glass so you can’t get near them unless you have permission. But I do not.




    When I looked behind me I saw brown comfortable sofas and a little white table next to each sofa. I said to myself “ Yess! I can’t leave this beautiful building without sitting on those beautiful sofas” and yes they were so comfortable I could just sit there all day long because I found myself in a peaceful place and my eyes couldn’t stop looking at those strangely lit walls.



     From where I was sitting I saw a beautiful glass box, I wanted to see what was inside. So I stood up to look, OMG it was an original copy of “The Gutenberg Bible” from 1450s, printed by Johann Gutenberg - the book that I have heard my dad speaking of so many times. I wanted to flip through its pages but “No do not touch”. Okay not a big deal.

     Then I began to notice the temperature of the room. It wasn’t hot and it wasn’t cold. It wasn’t normal.  I didn’t know what the air around me felt like, until I stepped out of the Beinecki.





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