Library Love

Doesn’t everyone have a dedicated library bag?

September is Library Card Sign-Up Month. I am assuming (insert stern look) that you all have library cards? I also have a library bag and a library shelf. I may have a bit of a problem.

I’m sure my mother took me to the library but I don’t remember that. I do remember going on my own. I’d get on my bike and ride to the library. I always checked out more books than would easily fit into my basket so I had to take care on the ride home.

When I was in middle school, middle school was 5th and 6th grade. We were bussed to the other side of the district to Frostfield. I eagerly walked into the library and froze. It seemed small, but it is where I found the Boxcar Children. They may have only had the first book because that is the one that I read again and again and again.

This is also where I discovered the book mobile. It came every week. I eagerly loaded up on Nancy Drew titles but the librarian told me no. They were too old for me. She seemed to think they were high school books. Hmm. I’d have to get my teacher’s permission. I trotted back into school and returned with my teacher who patiently told the librarian to just let me have whatever I wanted. No really. She can read it.

In college, I quit using the public library. I just didn’t have time to read everything I needed to read for class and a weekly haul.

I was writing for children long before I had my son and so I was reading children’s books. But when I was pregnant I was checking out books for me and books for him. I didn’t have a bike basket, big or small, so I needed a bag. The one you see above is bag #2. We wore the first one out.

I hope that you make use of your local library. Perhaps you have a library memory you’d like to share?