Today was my first week back to school. It went reasonably well, and I’m excited at the thought of finishing the program in December. Finally, I’ll never have to sit and read long, drawn-out articles on the theories of librarianship and, most recently, library management. In fact, I’ll probably never have to look at a textbook again as long as I live. I guess, technically, I’ll never really know what the future holds, but at this point I definitely cannot envision going back to school for a Masters in anything else (and thus, gone is the dream of academic librarianship).
Over the past two hours or so, I’ve been helping a young brother/sister duo (approximate ages: 4, 6ish?) find books on random topics that they keep thinking up. The little boy wanted books on rockets, fire trucks, the Eentsy Weentsy Spider, and animals. His sister wanted books on horses, fairies, “the war between England and France” (note: I had no idea what war this is, if it even exists at all, so needless to say that book was never found), “the world,” Junie B. Jones, and Egypt. These kids were both extremely cute and well-spoken, and as a result I didn’t mind going on these continuous wild goose chases. The girl also had a funny keychain (it was a pancake with a smiley face), which I inquired about, at which point she told me she had gotten it at a “Japanese store” in the Watchung Plaza in Upper Montclair. She was even helpful enough to tell me that it is located next to a Japanese restaurant called Yoshi. It was an awesome little tidbit of news, and I will definitely be making a trip up there. After I found her last book, she asked me what days of the week I work and proceeded to tell me that I am “a very nice librarian.” Who doesn’t love a little validation on the job?