I love my library. I love arriving early in the morning and turning on the lamps and twinkle lights, the diffuser (Autumn Crisp today), making a cup of coffee and walking around the shelves righting books that have been displaced. It's quiet and peaceful and a happy place.
I love the conversations that take place in the library. What someone is reading now, a book they've heard of and want to know if I've read, a book cover that looks intriguing but have I read it? would I recommend it?
It saddens me that so many schools decide this isn't an essential place. That professional librarians are easily replaced with someone who checks books in and out and puts them back on the shelves.
I love the conversations that take place in the library. What someone is reading now, a book they've heard of and want to know if I've read, a book cover that looks intriguing but have I read it? would I recommend it?
It saddens me that so many schools decide this isn't an essential place. That professional librarians are easily replaced with someone who checks books in and out and puts them back on the shelves.
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