Appropos of Nothing
Wacky Waving Inflatable Arm-Flailing Tube Man, we love you so.
Wacky Waving Inflatable Arm-Flailing Tube Man, we love you so.
Thank Jeebus, it’s finally over: the school year ends today, and the rugrats won’t be back for three months. Halli-frickin-leujah. We made it through the year without any of the library’s new computers being destroyed, and unlike last year, there were no major fights between kids in the library. And, I’m pleased to note, no matter how traumatized these kids are when we first receive them, as soon as we get a roof over their heads and three square meals a day in their stomachs, and they realize that the adults here care deeply about them and would never hurt them…they become as whiny and bratty as any spoiled, middle class yuppie spawn. See, kids are resilient.
Unlike the teachers here, I’m on a twelve month contract, since the social service agency that serves the kids’ families is staffed year-round, and I’m also the tech person for the whole organization. My summer will be spent teaching weekly computer classes to the parents and trying to fix the mess that was made of the library shelves. We had a volunteer, a retired school librarian, who came in twice a week to catalog and reshelve books. This woman was the only library staff during the two years prior to my hiring, when the school had no full-time librarian and no money to hire one. However, she had to leave two months ago for health reasons, and since then, the shelves have become a mess and stacks of uncataloged donated books have piled up.
So now, this lifelong reference librarian gets to spend the next few months being a cataloger. Of children’s books. Oh joy.