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4.17.2005

Story #1:
I had a 10 year old boy fill out the survey, and he asked if he had to write why he liked the library. He said that he couldn't explain it - when I asked him to try, he said that he just couldn't. I didn't push him. Maybe I read too much into his response, but knowing that he and his brother sleep on the couch in their apartment because it's only a one-bedroom, and knowing that he had a babysitter for a while but didn't like it and preferred the library, it dawned on me that for some (maybe a lot) of the kids, our centers truly are places of safety and comfort and, like that teen girl wrote, an opportunity to be distracted from everything else for a while.

Usually I forget, but I try to remember that we do affect kids' lives in ways that cannot be measured on stats forms.

Story #2:
Kid: Do you have book about the woman killer?
me: A woman killer? Is that the title?
Kid: I don't know. A friend brought it to school. He checked it out here.
me: Hmm. Is it about a woman that kills people?
Kid: I don't know. It's about sharks.

I pointed him to the shark books and he was happy.

Unusual Name for April:
Mystique - for a boy


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