There was only one bean bag inside the house-library I visited. It was a house in the neighborhood, and the owners of that house called it a teen library in terms of the range of books they had on display. A light green bean bag sat on top of a round, earth-colored carpet in the middle of the room, with shelves bordering the room. The bean bag had small white balls inside of it. Some of the white balls had spilled over to the floor, but no one had bothered to clean it up just yet. Children took turns to sit on the bean bag, one after another just when a child standing up would see it vacant.
The bean bag had an almost-yellow, light green color. Its shape was an irregular one: having a round, reshapable area, the object took the form of anything that put force on it. It resembled an exercise Swiss air-ball approximately forty inches in diameter. Some of its white, foam-like innards--could be expanded polysterene--were on the floor and carpet.
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