Having spent most of my life in New England, always close to the hubbub of city life and the newest technologies, I find rural life to be a strange and different adventure.These are my thoughts on libraries and my chosen career. I also love gymnastics.
Meredith Schwartz’s “How To Be a 21st Century Librarian,” from Library Journal. A fantastic, digestible overview of the profession and absolute required reading for those researching MLS/MLIS programs.
It reminds me that I need to write my “Why I Didn’t Go to Library School” post.
this is why i DID (and DO) want to be a librarian!
This is what makes libraries awesome and great librarians embrace this and make the best of it!
This is also true for people applying for paraprofessional library jobs. Whenever I interview a candidate who wants to work in a library because of a love of books, I sigh inwardly. I love books, too, but I only have time to read at home in bed. Working in a library requires adaptability, a certain degree of enthusiasm for new technologies, and a willingness to work with multiple kinds of people.
Sometimes I need to remind myself that it’s okay not to be a rockstar. Really. It’s OKAY. Everything takes time….
And if you succeed in being the kind of librarian you would want to work with and the librarian your patrons will adore, you will have become a rockstar in your own right!
Sometimes as librarians we know our patrons’ regular schedules better than their own families. When one of our patrons failed to show up on schedule earlier this week, we noticed and were concerned. Sadly, he had passed away over the weekend, but we were the first to notice and call the authorities to check on him. In a small town public library we get to experience the delight of watching children experience the world with new eyes, the aggravation of politicians using the public library as their pawn, the friendship of truly wonderful people, and the sadness of discovering that we are among the few who take notice of some of our patrons’ lives. It’s important to remember that we serve our communities in so many more ways than we immediately see. A few minutes of caring can literally affect a family’s life.
Lady: You should shush those people over there. Isn’t there a rule against making noise in the library?
Me: No, there isn’t.
Lady: Well, I even shush my kids at home. That child over there is a holy terror. (She points to a well-behaved toddler) Squealing and knocking over blocks!
Me: You can request a study room when you’re here, so you can be by yourself where it’s quiet.
Lady: If I wanted to be alone, I wouldn’t come to the library.
We have the grumpy lady in our library who has shucked library staff when we were talking behind the desk. She wasn’t pleased that we don’t tell everyone to be quiet in our library, but she still comes in.
Anon hate from the late 1800’s.
What I love most about this is that this person was SO INCENSED at the recipient that they couldn’t even wait the days/weeks it would take for the mail to go through. No, they had to say “FUCK YOU” as soon as fucking possible and, AND, let the recipient that they were not done with the fuck you, nay, this was merely the first volley in what would undoubtably be a dressing down of Biblical proportions.
I hate to burst anyone’s bubble, but the paper is clearly modern copy paper and the font and format of the telegram are consistently mid-20th century. Also, a legitimate telegram should have the date of transmission on it. This is a forgery, but a funny one.