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Ewwwwwwwww…

The most bizarre thing happened at work today:

A fifth grader was chatting with me at my desk when another fifth grader came up to borrow a pencil.  As the second student was digging through the pencil bin, she laid down the small fish squirt toy that she had been carrying.  The first student, still chatting with me, absent-mindedly picked up the squirt toy and squeezed.  Pfffffitttt – a squirt of liquid hit me full in the face, right next to my mouth. 

“Ewwwwwwwww!”  I cried, wiping the liquid off my face.

“What was in that?” the first student asked.

“Oh, I dunno, just some old bathwater I guess,” said the owner of the squirt toy (who has younger siblings, it should be noted).

Needless to say, as soon as I could extract myself I ran down to the staff room and washed my face.  Hopefully I won’t have broken out in a weird rash tomorrow morning or contracted some dread disease.  Blech blech blech.  The things they DON’T tell you about what it means to be a children’s librarian.

And, for the record, I also got sneezed on today by a sixth grader.  Twice.  Good thing I take vitamins.

Vacation week

While I’m not on vacation this week, the children in town are, and it gives a whole different rhythm to life at the library, a rhythm that is fun and refreshing.  With that in mind, here’s vacation week in review:

Patriot’s Day!  After writing such a long post on Patriot’s Day last year, I’ll keep this year’s comments brief.  Jim and I went to the dawn salute on Buttrick’s Hill on Sunday morning; it was a perfect morning, with mist rising from the field by the Old North Bridge as the sun rose in a clear sky.  The ceremony progressed as usual, except as we heard Dr. Prescott thundering across the Old North Bridge on his horse:  Clop, clop, clop – “The Regulars are on the March!” – clop, clop, clop – “The Regulars are on the March!” – clop, clop, thunk…  >silence<  Shuffle, skitter, shuffle, shuffle, hesitant clop…clop….clop….clop…

Turns out the horse slipped on the downhill side of the damp bridge, and sat down on his rear end.  We heard “Dr. Prescott” talking to someone about it afterwards, and he said the horse was just fine.  But at the moment it happened, we all held our breath.

That was Sunday – on Monday Dad and I attended the parade in Concord together, and had a lovely time, capped off by lunch at the Colonial Inn. 

Fancy Nancy  On Tuesday, the town’s Senior Girl Scout Troop hosted two consecutive Fancy Nancy storytimes and parties.  They had an enthusiastic crowd, and I was sad to have to leave just as the first one was starting (though I’d already worked a 9 hour day at that point, and really needed to go home and eat some dinner).

T. A. Barron  And the highlight of this vacation week was a visit from author T. A. Barron.  Maureen from the region organized this program, which was aimed at library professionals, and she and T. A. agreed that the library in which I work was an ideal spot for the program, since T. A. lived in the town in which I work through his fifth grade year.  (Apologies for the awkward language, but I do try to keep the town and library anonymous here.)  

T. A. is the nicest, most generous author I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting, and his devotion to children and encouragement of the hero in each child is inspiring.  He gave each librarian in attendance a packet with a DVD about the children who have won the Gloria Barron Prize for Young Heroes, along with a copy of his book The Hero’s Trail.  His only request of us was that we share these with as many children as possible.  With that in mind, I’ll be putting the DVD into the circulating collection, and I’ll be using the book with one of my book groups (either the fifth or the sixth grade group, with the intention that it becomes an annual book choice for that age).

Beyond the Barron Prize, here is an example of T. A.’s generosity:  while in conversation with another librarian, he realized she hadn’t read one of his books, so he bought her a copy from the stack for sale from Barnes and Noble.  And then, when I came up with my two books to be signed, he saw that I had the first and third books in the Great Tree of Avalon series, but not the second (a product of my having bought them used at the Barrow Book Store, of course).  “You don’t have the second book,” he said to me, with some concern.  Looking over at the stack for sale, he saw that there weren’t any hardcover editions of the book there, so I wouldn’t be able to have a matching set.  “Tell you what,” he said, “Write down your mailing address, and when I get back to Colorado I’ll send you a signed copy of the second book in hardcover.”  Wow – that’s a nice man. 

So that’s the week in review, minus all the million little things I did that don’t normally happen when storytimes and school are in session:  cleaned the office, read a lot of book reviews, thought about the summer reading program…you get the idea.  It’s been a good week, and a refreshing change of pace.

Where I’ve been…

So, I’ve been less than good about writing here lately, but there’s a reason: the Lego Expo.  And another reason: computer failure.  And maybe even a third reason, if you stretch things a bit: that laryngitic cold I had a couple of weeks back.

Starting with that cold, it definitely took the starch out of me for a while, and didn’t leave much energy for anything outside going to work and sleeping and eating and tutoring and (occasionally) socializing with Jim.  On the bright side, though, I wasn’t nearly as sick as my brother has been with a viral stomach bug.  Thank goodness for that.

Then that computer crash: the computer at the children’s desk at the library froze while in the midst of doing a Windows update on the 31st (we were updating all of the library’s computers in anticipation of that much-talked-about April Fool’s Day virus).  We tried everything we could think of over the next week to try to save files, with Dad providing some excellent tech support, including a Ubuntu boot disk which helped establish that the computer’s bios was fine.  But, ultimately, we had to wipe the hard drive clean and start fresh; Lisa had to spend time on the phone with Dell tech support, and then even more time reinstalling the software.  I lost all of my email files, but almost none of my Word and Excel files, thanks to diligent frequent backups of those files to my flash drive.  Let this be a lesson to all of you:  back up those files regularly, including email files.  I sigh wistfully when I think about my beautifully organized Outlook files, with all kinds of great resource information and performer confirmations and contracts.  Sigh.

While I don’t write blog entries at work (never, never, never – they’re all written at home), this computer failure did make me totally and completely SICK of computers for the week of crashedness.  The last thing I wanted to do in my free time was log on to the laptop at home and write blog entries. 

As for the Lego Expo, well, it really deserves its own dedicated entry.  Tune in tomorrow for that one.

A few moments

A few fun moments from the past week:

During Jennifer’s infant storytime, a brother (age 5) escorted his sister (age 2) to the bathroom while mom stayed in the storytime with the baby.  The brother, less than enthusiastic about being in charge of his younger sister, sat in the comfy chairs outside the bathroom while his newly potty trained sister did what she needed to do.  Sister could have used a little more help – when she was done peeing, she came running out of the bathroom with no pants on.  Her brother sighed,  rolled his eyes and said, “Put your pants on!!!!!”  Which she then did.

In the fifth grade book group, one of the members had a particularly intelligent remark about The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe, and she asked me if I was going to post her comment on the internet.  Hmmm.  I wonder if that family reads this blog…

Yesterday afternoon two third grade girls were hanging out on the chairs by my desk after school.  It was Friday, and homework wasn’t hanging over their heads, so they whiled away the time writing riddles, which they shared with me.  Some of the riddles were really good, too – I was impressed!

Three of my most enthusiastic children’s room patrons stopped by mid-week, and were intrigued by the stuffed animals sent to us by the World Wildlife Fund as a thank-you for the donation the Friends made to WWF as part of the summer reading program.  The stuffed animals are displayed on my desk with the thank-you plagues and information about the two animals, polar bears and manatees.  But these three kids enhanced the display by making nameplates for the two stuffed animals (the polar bear is now “Snowy” and the manatee is now “Norman”) and pulling books on each animal from the collection. 

During the preschool storytime on Thursday, one little girl started to feel pretty crummy.  She lay down on the floor, rather miserable, and her sweet twin sister sat rubbing her back to comfort her.   (Needless to say, they went home soon after.)

Just a few tidbits from the past few days.

Vacation! And reading!

I’m nearing the end of five whole days off in a row, and I feel fabulous.  Rested, refreshed, intellectually reinvigorated.  And we’ve even had TWO social engagements in the last five days – huge for us homebodies.  (I don’t count Jim’s band rehearsals as social engagements, since I’m not part of that, but he did have about three band meetings/rehearsals.)

The best part of the last five days is that I had time and space and energy to read.  A lot.  I read Blue Balliett’s Chasing Vermeer and The Calder Game (I’ll get to The Wright Three when I find it at the used book store like the others), Joan Bauer’s Peeled, various magazine articles, and am starting The Prophet of Yonwood by Jeanne DuPrau.  [I’m a slow reader, folks, as I’ve stated before, so this is a lot of books for me to have gotten through while housecleaning and doing laundry and shoveling 10 inches of snow and partying with friends…]  Only one of these books is for a book group (Peeled), and I’ve actually been wanting to read it, anyway, so it didn’t feel like an assignment.

One of the oddities of my job as a children’s librarian is that I need to have read a lot of books, yet that reading can’t really happen in my work hours.  And let’s face it, often our off-work hours are filled with mundanities like laundry and scooping litter boxes, and don’t leave much time for wonderful things like reading.  So, in an odd way, though I read these books for pleasure, I also feel like all of this reading was for work, too.  Now when a child or parent asks me about Chasing Vermeer, I can actually speak with some authority on the topic, not the usual “It’s gotten great reviews.”  I’ll never be able to read all of the books that I order for the library, but I’d like to aim for a higher percentage than I’ve had time for recently.

So it’s been a truly lovely five days.  And tomorrow I’m back to my usual crazy schedule, working full time and tutoring two nights a week, though the Italian class is over now, which gains me a bit more reading time.  But I’ll be going back to that schedule with renewed energy and vitality, and I’m psyched.

How I know when I’m tired…

It’s been a busy, busy, BUSY fall, and all of a sudden, tonight, I’m feeling it.  How do I know?  Usually I get a bit of adrenaline flowing before a big show (Alex the Jester is performing tonight, to a “sold-out” crowd), but tonight I was just barely awake as I showed Alex the performance area.  Nearly fell asleep while eating dinner, too.  Decided to finish off my dinner break by writing a blog entry – but it doesn’t seem to be waking me up, either.

But I’m sure that I’ll wake up when 90 people descend on the performance hall for Alex’s show.  And then, hopefully, I’ll be awake enough to really enjoy the show…

It’s tough

It’s hard to be peppy and fun and sing with abandon when you’re exhausted.

The babies are arriving, and I’m trying really, really hard to get psyched up for their arrival.  Wake up, Abby, wake up.  Time to be perky!  Time to lead a group of babies in raucous fun!  Time to bang the drum and ring the bells and wave the scarves!

(and my little voice inside, underneath it all, says, “Time to take a nap.  zzzzzzz.”)

No better feeling

Five minutes before closing yesterday, a young man (4th grade) came up to me and asked, “Do you have any recommendations for me for realistic fiction that’s not depressing?  I really liked the last book you recommended to me, The Golly-Whopper Games [by Jody Feldman].”

I pulled the first Phineas MacGuire book for him, Phineas L. MacGuire Erupts!: The First Experiment by Frances O’Roark Dowell, told him that another boy his age had loved it, and sent him on his way.

And then this afternoon he came bouncing up to my desk, “You know that book you got for me?  I’m almost done with it – can you get me the next book in the series?”  And luckily we had the next two books on the shelf, and I sent him home with both.

Less than 24 hours, with a school day in the middle of those 24 hours, and he’s already almost finished the book and is ready for more.  That’s incredibly satisfying to me, the children’s librarian: I managed to put the right book in this child’s hand at the right time.  Really, truly, there’s no better feeling.

The glasses

I finally did it.  After four years of living with a pair of glasses that I picked too quickly and never really liked – they’re rather non-descript and unisex – I finally bit the bullet and committed to a pair of funky, cool glasses.  They make a definite statement; they’re impossible to miss.  Maybe someday I’ll go back to wearing contacts, but for now I’ve got these glasses that Jim tells me look like the ones that belonged to Jimi Hendrix’s brother Leon.

So I guess I’m a real librarian now.  Because all librarians wear glasses, right?

School vacation

I wouldn’t want every week to be like school vacation week, but oh how lovely it can be to have that change of pace once in a while.  It reminds me of the days spent proctoring MCAs exams when I worked at the elementary school – I was still at work, but the flow of the day was so totally different that it didn’t feel like work, and once the MCAs were over I felt quite refreshed.

At the library during school vacation weeks, I don’t run any programs other than the usual Tuesday book group.  We are a programming-heavy children’s room, and it feels appropriate to take a break from programs when many residents are out of town.  (Not to mention that there are a plethora [word inserted just to bug Jean] of great vacation week programs available at museums and other institutions.)  So no storytimes during vacation weeks, no game hours, no special events.  Without these programs last week, I was able to really focus my attention on reading review journals and ordering books.  To have that concentrated chunk of time devoted to ordering was incredible, and I accomplished a huge amount.

Best of all, at the end of the day on Saturday, as I was setting up the story room for Monday morning’s toddler storytime, I couldn’t wait to come back in on Monday to run the storytime and see my friends.  Change of pace = renewed energy and enthusiasm.  It’s a good, good thing.