Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Slice of Lime-Disorder in the Library
Over the course of a day I have many requests from students to help them find particular books. I am happy to help. That's my job. It's why I am here. I am sometimes astonished that the same kid can ask me every time where the same thing is and can't remember from week to week. It's not as if I go moving around the entire library for kicks and giggles just to confuse them. I even have signs labeling the walls and shelves as to locations of certain genres. But I roll with it. They are kids. Kids need things repeated. However, when I take someone by the hand to show where the graphic novels are located and I walk into this kind of disarray after a day of books on the floor and ill-behaved classes....well, let's just say I begin to teeter on the knife edge between gentle library lady and cranky library lady.
My darlings, I want you all to learn a love of books. I want you to enjoy your time in the library, what little of it you have (and admittedly, it is not your fault the administration only allows each class 20 minutes). I want to make it a safe and happy place of learning. For the love of books, I want you to pick up the books and use the shelf markers.