Being Thankful with Annie
Welcome back to Annie’s blog.
‘Tis the season for a lot of things. Cold weather, wind and rain, and maybe even a few flakes if we’re lucky enough to get them. It’s the season for coughs and sneezes (which abound in the children’s room). It’s the season for snuggling up with thick books, thick blankets and thick socks.
For me, though, it’s also the season for being thankful. I’m thankful for the wonder of the few flakes. I’m thankful for the invention of hand sanitizer (bacteriologists, don’t @ me). I’m thankful for rag wool socks and my weighted blanket.
But I’m really thankful for having a job I love.
I'm thankful for hearing elementary-age students run into the library, because they’re happy to be here (even if I have to bite my tongue to keep from reminding them to use their walking feet, because I don’t want to rain on their excitement).
I'm thankful for the teens who laugh at me for using badly outdated slang on them, and then tell me what I should be saying, because for at least a few minutes, we’re connecting.
I'm thankful for the toddler who claps after finishing a rhyme or fingerplay in story time, and we all laugh. But then I’ll say, “Oh, yes, everyone, let’s clap,” because that little one is SO proud.
I'm thankful for the new patrons who get their first library cards, whose eyes widen as they hear about the book clubs, computer classes, item renewal options, labs, research databases and other opportunities their card offers (at no cost).
I'm thankful for that moment when I get the “your hold has arrived!” email - whether it’s the latest bestseller that has finally made its way to me, the grisly true-crime account sent over by another branch, or the sing-along songbook that I’ll be using in next week’s story time.
I'm thankful for watching “my” kids grow. One minute they’re freshly born, then they’re creeping, then next they’re toddlers, and then they’re off to school.
I'm thankful for the support of my supervisors, the library Friends, and the administration, who remain open-minded no matter what idea I throw at them. (“What would you say if I suggested starting a Lego Club?”)
I'm thankful for shedding the adult mantle while playing games with students after school. Instead, I can just be that person who’s going to throw down a Draw Four in Uno or get beaten, again, yet again, at Connect Four.
I'm thankful for tweens who come to me for book recommendations, and we pile their arms high with books about whatever they love: pirates or princesses or animals or adventures. Middle-grade books are the wave of the future, everyone.
I'm thankful for riding the bus and watching parents sing, talk, or read with their young ones, or seeing both parent and child with books on their laps.
I'm thankful for filling in on the adult and circulation desks to get a taste of full branch life. Chatting with customers about their new books, helping out (minimally) with the Memory Lab, or cheering on the young ones who are breaking in their newly-acquired cards are fulfilling ways to round out my branch experience.
I'm thankful for my willing helpers in the children’s room who help me practice for my next story time, then tell me honestly whether or not a song is too short, long, hard, or, memorably, even “sillypants.”
I'm thankful for shelving. Oh, how I love shelving. Sorting, shelving, and cleaning off carts helps bring order to my corner of the world.
I'm thankful for the tiny ones at the end of story time who come up for high fives, waves, or hugs or, when either of us is sick (see “hand sanitizer,” above), elbow bumps.
I'm thankful for sitting on the desk working on something routine, and hearing a caregiver sing a song from story time to her charge.
I'm thankful for encountering wide-eyed elementary-age students while running errands, astounded to see me somewhere other than the library. Yes, even librarians need to go food shopping!
I'm thankful for writing this blog.
And I'm thankful that you’re reading it. Have a warm, happy winter.