Tuesday, Feb. 03, 2004 - 9:43 am
Um... I'm sorry.
This relationship just isn't working for me.
I'm at www.dailypreciousness.org now. So change that bookmark.
I got a very pleasant comment from the 5th grade teacher yesterday. I'd given her some applications for students to volunteer in the library. They were all taken. She needed an additional 10, on top of the 15 I'd already given her. So more than 10 people in her class were interested in volunteering at the library.
"Yep," she told me, "Once Tyler walked up and got one, they all wanted one." Tyler is the brash little kid who reminds me of the old Archie comic book character (that is, if Archie had been a sk8r punk), apparently leapt at the chance to serve me.
I have no clue why.
But I'd venture a guess: sheer desperation. The kid's parents are divorced and he lives with his Mom. My armchair psyche theory is that he so needs an adult man in his life that he'll even settle for me!
Despite this, I felt a considerable heart-warming as I stood there in the matrix-green color of the copy machine. I just stood there, grinning, thinking about the wonderful butterfly effect of working with these 408 little souls. Every little thing I do seems to have greater consequence with this job. And I like that feeling. I care about things more.
I'm a better librarian because of it. So here's to you, Tyler, for reminding me that I can make a difference.
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On a lighter note, instead of preparing for my next class, I laughed it up reading this hilarious Ikea game. Deliciously funny. (I can picture myself using those golf pencils as lethal weapons!)
