Now that I’ve gotten the simple fact that I’m a nerd out of the way, let me tell you about the library. I LOVE the Library. To be entirely honest, I always have. Let me explain why:
From the time I was a little girl, visits to the library were a regular occurrence. Especially in the summer my mom would drive me and my siblings to the library and we were allowed to pick out ANYTHING we wanted. To a little kid used to hearing “No” through the aisles of Target and the Grocery Store, this kind of freedom to choose anything we wanted to bring home was magical. To a little kid who loved books, it was like a dream come true.
In my town our library was a tiny little thing, with the same friendly librarian (and the other one who always scared me a little bit). The children’s section was at the very back, past young adult novels, non-fiction, the check out desk, and the reserves section. I would bee-line straight to the back of that tiny building and start cherry picking books off the rotating towers of paperbacks. Continue reading