I Love that New Book Smell

Whenever I frequent a bookstore and thumb through the pages of a new paperback, I’m transported back to elementary school and Scholastic Books. The Scholastic Book Club program was a highlight of my school year. My teacher sent home the list of available books with their descriptions and pricelist. I’d badger my parents about how much I could spend for books and then figure out how many books I could get for that amount.

The day the book boxes arrived in my classroom was like Christmas. My teacher carefully opened the boxes and arranged the books into stacks. The new paperback smell permeated the air overpowering the smell of chalk, sweat, and dirty sneakers. She gave each of us a list of the books we ordered and one by one we walked past the piles, grabbing the ones off our list. The final stop was back at her desk, where she double-checked our list and books.

Back at my desk, I admired the cover pictures and read the story synopsis on the back of each cover. Then, as I opened a book, the paper and ink smell of adventure carried me inside.