In a more serious tone, I spent a lot of time alone as a kid. I was smart and chubby. Those things don’t really work in my favor. I was weird. I am weird. I love(d) Star Wars and writing short stories and I didn’t have a lot of friends. I read the dictionary because I wanted to extend my vocabulary. And libraries have been safe havens for my people for a long time. And when I say my people I’m talking about the people who used books as a portal into a place that is better, more exciting, more nurturing, more accepting. The people who sought the comfort of yellowing pages like a drowning man seeks the shore. The people in love with the possibility that you can make anything real just by writing it down. Those are my people. The people who dreamed of finding a hidden world in their garden or the back of their closet. The people who fell in love with Romeo or Juliet. The people who memorized the map of The Hundred Acre Woods. The people who heard the sirens song and rode out of the cyclop’s cave clinging to the belly of a sheep. Those are my people. The people who want to know something for the sake of knowledge, who seek an intellectual enlightenment. Those are my people. So this week, we celebrate the institution of the library and the purpose it serves. That we are all forever students and that libraries aid us in this sacred vocation. And if you want to see something truly awesome, watch this book being born.
National Library Week, 2012 : ‘If you have a garden and a library, you have everything you need." -Cicero
It’s National Library Week and in honor of that I paid off my library fines. All $21.50 of them. Yes, you read that right, it is not a typo. Yes, I know this is incriminating evidence that I should not post online because well, I want to grow up to be a big, strong, smart librarian someday and if a future potential employer might find this blog and think that I am not library material. But, first, I would like you to look past that $21.50 to the fact that I was happy to hand over that crisp twenty dollar bill and all the change I could find in the bottom of my purse knowing that those funds were going straight back into the library. I had kept The Very Busy Spider by Eric Carle hostage for a long time, an embarrassing long time and tried to pay my ridiculous fine with both cash and grace.
Count Me Amongst The Warriors, Saying Goodbye to Adrienne Rich : When a woman tells the truth she is creating the possibility for more truth around her." -Adrienne Rich