Showing posts from June, 2008

real library conversations #143

A girl came up and asked for Number the Stars by Lois Lowry today, stating that she couldn't find it on the shelf. After taking her to where it was located in the Newberry winners sections we got to chatting about The Giver (another Lois Lowry book that I liked). She took my suggestion and decided to check it out.

Then her Mom came over and we got to talking about the books, Rules, by Cynthia Lord (which I had also just recently read). The Mom wanted the daughter to read the book because, like the main character, this girl also has an autistic younger brother. The girl looked at her Mom (rolling her eyes) and then at me and said,

"I only like to read books that have nothing to do with my life. I don't want to read about stuff I already know about."

I had to laugh. I know where she is coming from. If you were to offer me a mystery that took place in a library, I would probably throw up my arms and say, "I don't give a shit if Marian the Librarian was beat to dea…

the car who lived

I feel like I have been gone from Blogger world forever.

My life lately feels like a damn country music song...maybe I should rename this post, LibraryHonkey tonkbadonka-doonk...? I don't feel like going into all the details, but to recap:
Sirius, the car that I just got about three weeks ago was totaled in an accident last Monday. (Maybe it was bad luck to name it after a character who dies!)My rental car which I had to drive for the week wound up costing over $250...*ugh*Family friend passed away last week and it made me sad and miss Dad. Loss is a part of life, for sure, but does it ever get any easier?My sister's dog Bailey, (which I think of as my dog since she lived with us when she was a puppy) has gotten sick with lupus and her immune system is weakening, so we don't expect her to live too much longer. So weird how much we get attached to our pets. The new plates for my car put me out another $100...*ugh again.*On a happier note, life lately has also meant:Summer Rea…

more folk/fairy tales...nothing exciting to talk about

As mentioned in this post, I am steadily reading; working my way through folklore and fairy tales alike--focusing on the stories that originate from specific regions around the world. This will benefit my Fall group...I hope.

Yesterday's three were:
The Hunterman and the Crocodile by Baba Waque DiakitreA Coretta Scott King Award Winner for its working together peacefully solution...which I was not expecting. Would have been more exciting had the crocodile eaten the hunterman.

The Gingerbread Man by Jim AylesworthI loved the pictures in this book. Also, I liked how this book ended in true folktale fashion with the last page of the story containing a rhyming moral.
Cinderella by Charles Perrault,
modern retelling and pictues by Loek Koopmans and Anthea Bell I was not really impressed with this retelling or the pictures--Cinderella and the prince looked like they were about 10 years old. I think I prefer the Grimm Brothers Cinderella story better.Still gearing up for Summer Reading. We h…

A-W-K-W-A-R-D librarians in the news

Further proof that Librarians are AWKWARD! Ha ha ha...I actually laughed outloud when I read this. I mean, I hope this lady gets help, because OBVIOUSLY, she needs it. But it still was slightly entertaining. I guess I should stop using puppets as "mediators," at my staff meetings!PUBLISHED: Monday, June 16, 2008Fired library director sues
Fraser staffers complained of her irrational behavior
By Christy Strawser
Macomb Daily Staff Writer Former Fraser Library Director Sherry Schmidli filed a wrongful dismissal lawsuit in Macomb Circuit Court alleging she was fired for questioning the city's authority over the library.

The lawsuit claims Schmidli was also unlawfully fired for taking medical leave for a health condition that put her repeatedly in the emergency room. Schmidli is asking the court for unspecified damages over $25,000 for mental distress and lost wages. "Defendants had a duty not to discriminate against (Schmidli) because of a disability or perceived disabilit…

proper name for things

"Always use the proper name for things. " ~Albus Dumbledore, Chapt. 17, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's StoneI am a firm believer that everything needs a name, cars included.After a lenghty conversation with friend Amos (Happy 22nd birthday Love!!) yesterday, I decided the name for my car. I was so glad that I got to run the name by someone else...someone who also loves Harry Potter and wouldn't judge me for the name, but rather said things like, "oh, I like that name. That is a good choice!" I chose a name based on one of my favorite books (as I am listening to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows on CD, and it was the first thing I listened to in the new car), and for a dozen more reasons which feel too silly to share. I have christened the car SiriusRemus, or just Sirius for short; named after two of my favorite characters in the books (besides Harry and Dumbledore).The name feels very fitting since the the word seirios (Greek) means "blazing" …

Christmas in June and other highlights

So many random moments made up this weekend. Here are a few in spotlight:

1. Took my Mom to see Prince Caspian on Friday night (I had given her the complete Chronicles of Narnia for her birthday). It was a fun movie, though I wish I had reread it before I had seen it. I spent part of the movie wondering how accruate it was to the books.

2. My Mom was telling me how Monster niece told her that she saw Pop (my Dad) and he told her that he is in Heaven and happy. Monster niece is 3.5 yrs. old. I believed what she said.

3. K and I went over Chris' apartment Saturday night for movies. Such a guy apartment. He actually had to clean it so that it was "ready for company." :) We spent the evening expanding my knowledge of movies that "I can't believe you haven't seen," to quote both K and Chris. My favorite part of hanging at Chris' were the jokes that came out of the fact that he never "got around" to taking down his Christmas tree!

Saw Ghostbusters f…

playing catch up

I feel like I have not written in forever. Life has been busy and getting busier so this will be brief:
Dissapointments regarding CT thing. Moving on. My car Will (which I have had for almost 4 years and put on @ 70,000 miles) has been slowly trying to die. Finally replaced him yesterday. Another old folks car, but temporary until I buy that lovely little Aveo that is calling my name...maybe next year. Any thoughts for a name? Must explain what the choice of name comes from.Summer Reading kick-off is less than a week away. YIKES! Doing the grunt work for that now. Cutting out art project-y things, etc. Some cute things. Will def. post pics eventually!Softball begins tonight. Chris and I have our first game. Yeah.Pool at our house has been open for about three weeks and I have been swimming almost every day. Be envious...very envious. Still trying to learn how to dive. Oww. Dreading Father's Day.Reading tons.That is me in a nutshell these days.

meme meme meme

Seems like memes are the latest fads of blog world. Somehow I was scavenging through some old blogs--like a hungry vulture--when I stumbled upon this this post of Effing's, which I did not ever reply to.

Meme on the book I am reading:

1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pgs.)
2. Open the book to page 123
3. Find the fifth sentence
4. Post the next three sentences
5. Tag five people

A Child Called “IT”

“I smiled from ear to ear, as I jumped into her arms and held her tightly. As she ran her hand through my hair, I began to cry. Mother cried, too, and I began to feel that my bad times were finished.”

Author Meme

1. Who’s your all-time favorite author, and why?
Oh, this is a hard one. It might be a tie between Jane Austen and John Steinbeck. Every book I have read by either I have loved and could reread and reread and feel like each time I would still be able to find something new to be analyzed.
2. Who was your first favorite author, and why?
Was like when? When I first learned how to r…

advice from the girl who lived

Came across this absolutely wonderful commencement speech that J.K. Rowling recently gave to the '08 grads of Harvard University. There was some good strong advice in this article that I found moving after an especially hard two weeks.

The Fringe Benefits of Failure, and the Importance of Imagination
by J.K. Rowling

President Faust, members of the Harvard Corporation and the Board of Overseers, members of the faculty, proud parents, and, above all, graduates, The first thing I would like to say is 'thank you.' Not only has Harvard given me an extraordinary honor, but the weeks of fear and nausea I've experienced at the thought of giving this commencement address have made me lose weight. A win-win situation! Now all I have to do is take deep breaths, squint at the red banners and fool myself into believing I am at the world's best-educated Harry Potter convention.

Delivering a commencement address is a great responsibility; or so I thought until I cast my mind back to…

"Daisy Daisy, give me your answer do!"

weird old songs

Had my last batch of Friday story groups until September since the kids are done for the summer. It was a good feeling knowing it was our last meeting since Summer Reading is upon us, but it was also a little sad to see the kids go. The kids will be beginning Kindergarten in the fall and moving on that deluxe apartment in the sky-y-y-y...WHA?

I had a shining moment when the teachers thanked me and told me I was the kids' favorite reader. TEAR. They presented me with two giant hand-made cards and two of the four classes brought me daisies that the kids had picked on their way over from the school to the library. So adorable. The daisies have been adorning my kitchen since Friday.

Moments like when the kids all filed in and handed me their daisies are the things that make this job W-O-N-D-E-R-F-U-L!

love in a time of...roast chicken?!?!

Found out, upon arrival at work the other day, that my Fall programs, which I have not yet planned, were to be planned out so that the info about the programs could go into the Fall Newsletter which is going out to the printer this week. I had my work cut out for me—I wanted the themes to be cool and really well laid out since I hated the projects and lack of consistency in theme that was already scheduled for my program when I hired in.I had a sort of idea rolling around in my head as far as my twice monthly kids. I really like trying to covertly get the children doing “school work-ish” things instead of just reading some books and doing some lame art projects. I don’t mean like writing lines or anything, I mean activities that really make the kids think and actually learn something. So, my theme for this group is going to be focusing on Ancient Civilizations and I came up with some really fun art projects that I am looking forward to, like making a model Egyptian sarcophagus and a s…

mean reds revisited

I am in a funk today. I have a case of the mean reds. Mummy sent me this "bumper sticker" on Facebook. At first it made me laugh, now today this is just how I feel. I am the seal... "Goo Goo ga-joob"

the lovely things on the worst of days

Today is dreary and I feel mopey, so I went in search of something lovely and I found it. Props to Amos for turning me on to e. e. cummings what seems like a million years ago in another life I lived.

i carry your heart with me -- e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)

the children, they know

There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins, and there the grass grows soft and white
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.

~ Shel Silverstein

Saturday I decided to do some cleaning and sorting of Pandora’s Box (my God, if that doesn’t sound filthy!) Pandora’s Box is what I call this huge fire proof box I have which I bought my first year of college. It is the box where I keep all my journals from the past 15 years, photographs, letters, etc., jus…

put on your Manolos and go

It seemed so difficult to go back to work on Tuesday—it always seems coming back from long weekends is unendurable—and yet the week, like many weeks as of late, flew by...And was followed by a weekend which did the same.

Friday night roomie M, best friend L and L’s sister Julie and I all went to the opening night show of Sex and the City. After cosmopolitans (in true S.A.T.C. style) we headed into a packed theater (the only one in the area with a show that WASN’T sold out) and waited in line behind dozens and dozens of women who were all excitedly discussing the movie. It was a total estrogen fest. Out of the 300+ people in our theater I only counted 7 dudes. My gay-dar was going off at the sight of four of them and the other three men looked like they were finally being punished for taking their girlfriends/wives to see Ironman.

Despite the reviews I read from NPR and another source which painted the film in a slightly tepid light, I really enjoyed it. There were things lacking of cour…