Something that had become ordinary to me could mean so much to someone else.
Ammaar Ahmed, Founder
When I was ten years old, my family had some work being done on our house. One afternoon, the worker brought his son with him. He was around my age, and while our parents worked, we spent the afternoon playing together.
I remember noticing how interested he was in some of the toys and books in my room. They were things I had grown out of and barely thought about anymore, so before he left, I picked out a few of my favorites and gave them to him.
A little later, I saw him sitting with one of the books, completely absorbed in it. Something that had become ordinary to me could mean so much to someone else.
I didn't think much of that moment at the time. But I never really forgot it.
In high school, I started learning more about how many children around the world grow up without access to books of their own. I kept coming back to that afternoon, and started looking at how you would actually fix it for someone.
The obvious answer is to box up books here and mail them. The better answer, it turns out, is to buy them there. Shipping a crate overseas can cost more than the books inside it, customs can hold a parcel for weeks, and three people in Texas guessing at what a classroom in another country can read is exactly that: a guess. So that isn't what we do. We find a school, find someone who lives nearby, and they buy the books from a shop in their own city and take them in.
I started this organization because of one small moment when I was ten. I continue it because I know that moment doesn't have to be unique.