Ayşenur is a beautiful girl. She has got short, black, curly hair and big black eyes. She resembles her mother. Ayşenur is a bookworm. She likes reading. Her parents buy her new books everyday. Ayşenur reads the books and then tells the stories to her parents. She likes her books and her books like her. Everyday, Ayşenur lies on her bed and reads her books. It is her hobby.
There are different kinds of books on her bookshelf. Big books, small books, colourful books. Every night before she goes to sleep, Ayşenur puts her books on the bookshelf carefully. She talks to them and kisses them.
The books wonder, “ Which book does Ayşenur like the most?”
“Ayşenur likes me the most,” says one book.
“No, she likes me the most,” claims another.
“You are both wrong. She likes me the most,” boasts the other.
Because of this, they quarrel every night.
There is an old book among the other books. Ayşenur doesn’t forget it, she reads it a lot. So, its pages are worn out. The old book doesn’t join in the quarrel.
“I am very old. Ayşenur doesn’t like me any more. There are a lot of new books. She likes them,” the old book thinks.
The old book’s heart is broken. It thinks that Ayşenur doesn’t like it.
There is a big, blue book on the bookshelf. It is Ayşenur’s mother’s book. The big blue book is tired of the books’ quarrel. It is very angry with them because they are making a lot of noise.
“Enough! Stop this fight! Do you want to learn who Ayşenur’s favourite is?” the big blue book asks.
“Yes, but how can we learn it? All the books ask in surprise.
“Let’s organize a contest,” the big blue book suggests.
“A contest? Who will choose the winner?” the other books ask.
“It is very easy. Which of you is the oldest one? The oldest book is always the most valuable book,” says the big blue book.
All of the books look at the old book on the shelf because it is worn out so much. The old book is Ayşenur’s favourite. The old book is happy for that. It is proud of being old now. It knows that Ayşenur likes it a lot.
Retold by: KATHBAN EVREN