I’ve just finished both participating in and conducting interviews for two separate school librarian positions. As I write this post, Edjoin includes 52 listings with “library” in the title. Based on what I’ve been hearing from some of my library colleagues, California may be getting a clue about the importance of the school librarian position. Continue reading
Attendees leave Story Hour, books in hand, empowered to dive into literacy on their own with ease, confidence, and enthusiasm. That’s all because librarians spark interest in reading and learning FOR PLEASURE. No other group is more devoted to their cause. Teachers are trained to teach students how to read. Educated parents may encourage the habit. But librarians are masters at demonstrating the FUN of exploring the written world. Nowhere else is this magical mastery evident then at a public library’s Story Hour. Continue reading
Someone wandered into a Brandy Melville and purchased two sweaters for me for Christmas. Unfortunately, both were short-waisted, meaning a 6-foot gal like me could never wear either without some sort of disastrous social repercussions. Plus one of them had a hole in the collar. Therefore, I elected to return them both. That’s when I ran into problems.
Problem #1: Communist Clothes – The store itself is done up in beach-y and shabby chic pastels. That’s fine and all. But when ALL of the clothes are black, white, or grey in color, and “one size” fits all, one wonders if there might be a hidden agenda here. Continue reading
Many librarians are working in an understaffed library situations where most of the day is spent on the floor responding to immediate requests for assistance. Then, when all is finally quiet (like, when we’re supposed to be sleeping), our brain invents resolutions to problems and comes up with new programs to try.
One of my bosses gave me this note after I’d complained how little I sleep when I’m overly excited about work. It’s posted above my desk at home. Well, I’ve gotten tired of not sleeping! (No pun intended.) So, in honor of the New Year, I’ve listed some good habits that may help you and I both to manage our day-time schedules better and allow time for thinking… and, perhaps potty breaks as well. Continue reading
Born out of a desperation to generate more interest in an overlooked campus library at an all-boy high school, I sought ways to constantly change its appearance throughout the school year. Thanks to parent volunteers, I was able to decorate for every holiday with twinkle lights, garland, wrapping paper, cut-outs, signs, etc. The bigger part of my efforts involved begging teachers for student projects and artwork to put on display at every opportunity. The result was an ever-changing, colorful, er… visually interesting ambiance (View photo below.)
You would think that high school boys would neither notice nor care about decor and display in a dusty, out-of-date, under-used library. But they did. I discovered that library visitors, whether teachers, administrators, parents, or students, all noticed. Many (even HS boys) expressed appreciation for the revitalized library atmosphere. Continue reading
Due to a new full-time high school librarian job, I haven’t had the time to write any articles for this blog. All social media is blocked on my campus, so neither have I been able participate with my beloved, informative online library discussion groups!!! And, thanks to strict campus IT regulations and email management settings, I have discovered that I am not able to combine my work and personal email accounts either. The latter would have allowed me to manage multiple email accounts simultaneously. I am locked away from my many online selves! Continue reading
You know the larger-than-life-sized reindeer that dance down Main Street, pulling Santa’s sleigh during the holiday parade at Disneyland? Well, for a very brief time, I was one of those. In fact, I was the first-ever female reindeer. My dimensions and dancing ability (such as it was) fit the Disney specifications. Twice a day throughout the holiday season I danced down Main Street, strapped into an 18-pound reindeer head that extended about 2 feet above my own while zipped into a head-to-toe fir costume. Continue reading