I Think I Have the Wrong Book

I think I got the wrong book.
In third grade I read a book in class named The Sword in the Tree. I t was a required assignment that I wasn’t much interested in doing. Every day the teacher aloud us a certain amount of time to read a book after lunch, it’s been so long I don’t really remember how long we had to read, but im going to say it was for about 20 minuets. In this time we were aloud to go and read anywhere in the class room or at the picnic table in the quad. The room had little nooks where people could go and read.
I wasn’t much interested in doing the assignment. It required that I did a book report and, well that would be work. I didn’t get a book that we were aloud to read for the assignments in class at the library because I caught up looking at the books of Marmaduke comic strips. The teacher told me I could pick out a book in her shelf. As I gazed over the book selections one book caught my eye "The Sword in the Tree". Doesn’t the author know that the sword was stuck in a stone? I enjoyed the knights of the round table so this book looked good, maybe I could fin ne material for playing knights at home. We would get on our bikes and try to knock each other of with whatever we could find that looked like a lance. It took one or two falls before jousting yielded to sword play.
I wrote down on the paper the name of the book I intended to read and turned it into the teacher. The teacher replied, "Oh, that’s a good book you’ll like it."
It took about a minute or two before I realized the fowl play of similar titling. This wasn’t a book about knights it was a book about a Japanese girl. Not going to happen. My I can’t read a book about a girl, it’s not a guy thing. Taking the book to the teach I told her that I thought it was a different book and that I would like to pick another one. She told me that reading time had ended and that I should probably stick to the book I picked because the book report would be due before I knew it. Reluctantly I used that bok I had pick for my book report.
In the following days I read the pages. The girl would oil her fathers sword once a week it, was her job. One night attackers came and killed her father. They were looking for the sword because it was the symbol of property ownership and if they found it the would own his lands. The girl hid the sword in the Ginkgo tree in the court yard. The more I read the more I was interested. I competed the book and the assignment. It was actually better than a knights book it had depth and I was able to learn something about another culture. As for my play time we played Samurai for a while instead. One book that I read recently for the third time was a book called "Miracle of the Scarlet Thread". It’s a book about the various customs around the word about the concept of blood covenant. For sur a book that I wouldn’t pick up unless I knew I liked hearing about other customs and beliefs.
We never know what books or assignments might be the ones that capture the minds of the student and carry them to a far off place. It’s important that we always keep trying even with the student that never shows interest. I just take s a spark to ignite an entire forest. One well placed book to change the corse of a life. That third grad book showed me that I enjoyed learning about other places and customs. Something that, otherwise, I would not have know.