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What a Librarian looks like

What a Librarian looks like

You are now looking at the new Adult Services Librarian! I am so thrilled! Giddy! Delirious! *ahem* Erm, I mean, it is all quite delightful.

As a child, I practically lived in the shelves of my local library. I would cull a stack of novels off the shelf, sit in a quite corner and take root. While it is strongly discouraged in present day, my mother would drop me off occasionally on a weekend while she completed her errands. I would devour book after book from my carefully selected stack and be transported. I wandered through the non-fiction section looking for women’s studies or English history. When my mother returned to fetch me I would place my “read” pile on the in-house cart, sweep up the pile I had not finished and check them out. It was sheer bliss!

During my collegiate years I developed ennui of contract writing demanded of Interior Designers and fancied a change in majors, but alas, being very . . . Type A, shall we say, I stayed the course and volunteered for the Special collections and Archives department for the academic library. I processed collections, which allowed me to organize, categorize, and itemize journals, family photos, brochures, legal documents., and a host of other items. It was so fascinating! I still affirm toiling in Special Collections was akin to rummaging through Grandma’s attic. I decided then and there I would go into Library Science after I finished my current undergraduate degree. I was only a volunteer for two months before they inquired if I would rather be paid, “since [I] was exceptionally bright and excelled at the work. I did not need to think it through and immediately accepted. Within the year, I raised into another rank by becoming Library Aid II working on digitizing and meta data.

As I worked on my Graduate career, I was employed as a library page. In the beginning, I enjoyed shelving, it kept me abreast in what was circulating in the library. Even shelf-reading got me throughly acquainted with the collections and often found my next read this way. However, I soon grew bored with the tediousness and desired to accomplish more. Initially my supervisors were resistant as expanding my duties went against their policies and procedures. With some persistence, I was allowed to assist in creating displays and was granted the privilege to devise a one time program. I was ecstatic!!! I enlisted my father to come to the library from The City, dressed as a gentleman of the 18th century complete with powder wig and shoe buckles. He brought his own cain, side table, and elegant chair. I just made one very elaborate mixed media poster, which some staff members complained looked too much like art and not like “information”  to promote the performance. My father is a natural raconteur, so I had him recite Paul Revere’s Ride and read a picture book titled George Washington’s Teeth. The children had the option of playing two period games after the story, but many just wanted to chat with my father. He is very much a social creature and was joshing and telling jokes with the parents and children, making sound effects, and engaging everyone in the room. We were a small library and we had over 20 male children in attendance with their parents. Few young ladies attended. My supervisors were shocked. I was elated!

As it happened, a few months afterwards, family tragedy struck. And struck again. And again. Until the death toll reached six persons in less than two years. In my grief, I became despondent, took a semester off, and returned back to The City. After my breather, I regained some of my bearings and graduated from Library School with a Master’s degree in Information and Library Science (MLIS). While I hunted for occupational opportunities, I volunteered for another library, assisting in check out, processing, and interlibrary loan departments. Then in 2009, I saw an advertisement for a newly built joint library in a town 35 miles from my domicile. I applied right away, interviewed with the city and secured an interview with the school. The school and the city knew they wanted to hire me, but they were not sure which of the three positions best suited me. I agreed to the Librarian Assistant/School Liaison role. I loved it! I was the face of the library and point person for the school library interaction. I was tapped to assist prom, have a library float in the homecoming parade, attended football games, chaperoned dances, attended recitals, and more. It was a dream. However, library staffing changes and city cuts drastically altered my duties. When I accepted the role as Interim Adult Services Librarian, I was now considered four positions; doing the work of four people. It was stressful, frantic, mind-boggling, but in some macabre way it was very satisfying.

Now, I am the Adult Services Librarian for two branches. While I would like to tell you I accepted the position with grace and dignity becoming of a lady, in actuality I squealed like a little girl and clapped my hands with glee! The first chance I got, I ran to the bathroom, locked the door and jumped around the room like a pogo-stick! Sooooo not becoming of a lady, but exactly how I felt! It feels like a long time coming, but I am confident and ready! Expect lavish book clubs post in the future!

Having said all this, I still harbor the desire to work at Lake Forest Academy; my dream occupation. For now, I am beyond satisfied! *contented sigh*