Never say never
When I first got to my branch, I told them that there were 2 things that I would never do:
1. Storytime
2. Plastic clear (which I know I'm spellng wrong, I think it starts with a K)
About 2 weeks ago, I spent the morning putting those stupid plastic sleeves on the hardcover books with jackets. It was incredibly tedious and I am not good at it and hated every minute of it, but the books are starting to pile up in the back and they needed to get out.
Today, I did storytime. Now, let me tell you about storytime at my library. It is legendary. People come from my hometown and even as far as 2 towns away to have my children's librarian tell storytime. She is that good. Our storytime brings in about 40-50 people average every week. Which, for us is huge. So my children's librarian is on vacation and our tech is supposed to do it. Guess what? She called in sick today. So I hauled my feverished, but Tylenoled child to Auntie M's and dragged my ass to the library to do a fr*ckin' storytime. Because I can't say no to 40-50 people. So I get there and frantically try to throw something together. The theme was the letter "T" and here were my books:
Tacky the penguin / Helen Lester. (Tacky)
Scoot! / Cathryn Falwell. (Turtles)
The three little fish and the big bad shark / Ken Geist. (Three)
Smash! Mash! Crash! There goes the trash! / Barbara Odanaka. (Trash)
Goodnight train / June Sobel. (Train)
I SANG the opening song, I did the story about the rainbow boxes, I read some books, I SANG the turtle song, I read some more books, I SANG the closing song, and we did some train coloring pages. I SANG in public. That hasn't happened since elementary school. Must not have been too bad, no one left and I'm still alive. One grandma (a regular who hasn't been to storytime before) said she'll bring her grandson every week-- she came with his skills trainers. I told her I wasn't the regular storytime person and she said "Really? I couldn't tell." That was a nice.
My mood: hot, vog-filled and tired