Walking into the flower shop was like walking through a tunnel in a dystopian novel. Not because there was anything haunting about it, but because it was dark, cavernous, humid and at the end of a long hallway was a little room with a check-out desk and skylight.
In this household devoid of literacy, where no one could distinguish the difference between simple Chinese characters like “己” and “已” an unexpected obsession cultivated within a young boy — my brother.
The BU chapter of the nonprofit organization Storybook Channel led a book swap last week to raise awareness about their club and its mission to support independent bookstores, donate children’s books to low-income schools and share diverse stories.
