This has not always been the case.
When I was in first grade, my teacher failed to teach my class the alphabet, let alone how to read. Fortunately, my parents moved us to a new neighborhood mid-year. My new teacher, Miss Nelson, taught me the basics, then urged my mother to take me to the library over the summer and encourage me to read.
It was like putting a match to dry tinder.
From then on I had to be forced NOT to read.
I have been in love with libraries ever since.
This is my local library branch. Until recently it was only open 4 days a week (and they weren't the convenient 4 days!)
Happily, at the beginning of this month the schedule expanded.
The librarians are very knowledgable and wonderfully patient. I love to watch as they extend gracious kindness to everyone from the youngest child to the homeless person who just wandered in off the street. They are the best.
I love to see the library crowded with neighborhood kids excitedly running ahead of their parents because they can hardly wait to get their hands on more books.
I love to go online to reserve books. They get sent right to this very place, just blocks from my home. I can also renew said books online. That is so cool.
I'll be sailing in to the library on Tuesday, right after the holiday that closed it today.
I can't wait.