Anthropology High School Essay

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Growing up in a family of spectacled doctors and parents with weird hair do's, was interesting to say the least. From childhood, I was made to love to smell of books and my first recollection of my mother is similar: reading a book as I was being lulled to sleep on her lap.


Later on when I discovered that he was a historian, even me I developed an inherent interest for the subject. Much of my childhood was spent in the old library that belonged to my grandfather turning up pages from the past civilisations. I would be more comfortable in reading than going out and mixing with other kids of my age. People thought that I was a snobbish child, but that was not so. I simply loved filling my minds with the exploits of Genghis Khan and the tales of Akbar and Birbal rather than whiling my time pursuing games with kids of my age.
This was the reason I believe that I was so close to my grand father. And of course to Bill, my paternal aunt's son. He was a fellow who had a weird sense of imagination and I remember the numerous times we spent in the library discussing topics, which he generally dominated as he was elder to me, and making up amusing tales by ourselves. One thing, though which I admired about Bill was his ability to tell stories. Bill was a fascinating narrator, and how I wished he could tell me stories all day! I enjoyed his company so much that every afternoon after school, I made it a habit of joining him in my father's library. ...
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