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I’m a Book Jacket
Judger By: Meagan Church
“Judging a book by its cover rarely shows us the depth of what’s inside.”
I confess that I often judge a book by its cover. A nice book jacket and cover art can easily sway my decision to read a book, just as a poorly designed cover can turn me away. I realize that a cover has little to do with what the pages hold. Even still I too often make decisions based on an outward impression. By looking at the cover art, my subconscious quickly labels a book, putting it into a favorable or unfavorable category. The font and image relay whether the book is fluff or literary, romance or horror, worth my time or a waste of paper. As my eyes scan the shelves in search of my next read, I label and sort. Of course this method doesn’t always serve me well, but it is how my mind is programmed to organize what is before me. And sadly I realize that I do this with more than just books. Sometimes I also do this with my kids. Recently my eight-year-old son brought home a permission slip to join the school choir. As he handed me the paper, I quickly assumed he meant for it to be tossed into the recycle bin. After all, this was my shy, introverted child. This was the boy who during each Christmas performance at church looks like he is in agony every minute that he is forced to stand on stage in front of a crowd of people. I knew his story. I had already sorted and labeled him according to his past: shy, introverted, uncomfortable in front of crowds. As my mind categorized him and placed him into his proper genre, he said to me, “Can you sign the permission slip?” Suddenly my labels began to crumble.