My newsfeed has been filled with a some great posts on the power of libraries and librarians lately. Library love! In this age of digital books, I am so happy to see that folks are still going to the library!
I’ve always loved libraries. Growing up, the librarians in my hometown knew me by name. At my elementary school, I was allowed to go to the library to either read or assist the librarian when I completed my work (side note: why is this not standard practice in school for the kids reading far above grade level? It’s an easy accommodation!). One of my favorite hideaways as a low-on-funds-high-on-stress grad student was to smuggle a cup of coffee into the Boston Public Library, find a cozy nook, and read for hours. There’s just something about a library, the quiet, the calm, the possibility of finding your next love.
I didn’t think that it would be possible to love libraries more, but then Leo began to read, and despite having overflowing book baskets in almost every room of our home, we simply could not keep up. We turned to the library for help. Unlike our local public school, the local librarians have never questioned Leo’s reading abilities (“Sure he might be reading Harry Potter, but he cannot possibly be comprehending it. Fluency is often better than comprehension!”). Instead, they embraced his love of learning and built upon it. I’d often hear, “Hey Leo, if you liked that book, try this one!”
Last May, Leo was still in the public school system. Like many parents of gifted children, Schizz and I struggled-unsuccessfully- to get his needs met. At our final, terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad meeting with the school, I found myself saying aloud what I’d previously kept to myself, “I wish that our local librarians could be here. They understand him. You all clearly do not.” We decided to homeschool later that afternoon.
Then in June, as we were checking out books at our beloved library, one of our librarians actually said to me, “I hope I’m not overstepping my boundaries here but I have to ask. He’s not going to be in a traditional first grade next year, is he?” I responded that we had decided to homeschool. It was the first time that I had said the words aloud to someone other than our family and friends, and the words felt strange on my lips. I braced myself for her reaction. She emitted a sigh, visibly relaxed, and said, “Good. Good for you! He would be miserable there.” In that moment, I wanted to hug her, and not for the first time. She understood him, and by doing so, she understood us.
Later that week, we were in line to check out our books and one of the individuals from our terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad meeting was in line behind us. We exchanged awkward hellos and then stood in line, in uncomfortable silence. As Leo stacked book upon book on the counter, the librarian asked him about his progress with the Harry Potter series. Leo was so happy and animated as he explained where he was at in the plot. Clearly, he was actually comprehending what he was reading. As the two were talking, and as the individual from our terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad meeting fidgeted uncomfortably behind me, another librarian walked past us and greeted Leo by name. Then, a third approached us and suggested a book title for Leo adding, “I just know he’ll love it.”
I smiled and watched it all go down, knowing that the individual standing behind me was witnessing it all. I could have said, “I told you so” as we left, but I didn’t, I just said, “Have a wonderful summer.” Some things are better left unsaid.
So, keep on loving on those librarians and libraries, folks! We are so lucky to have them in our lives!
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My parents, and librarians along the way, taught me about the space between words; about the margins, where so many juicy moments of life and spirit and friendship could be found. In a library, you could find miracles and truths and you might find something that would make you laugh so hard that you get shushed, in the friendliest way.
~ Anne Lamott
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Oh, I can so relate to the terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad meeting, and the uncomfortable meeting at the library. Yes, sometimes it is so validating to know you were right especially when it comes to your kids! Loved this post!
Thanks for reading, Celi! Terrible-horrible-no-good-very-bad meetings are the absolute pits!!
Doing a happy dance imagining the scene in the library! Hooray for libraries! Hooray for homeschooling!
🙂 Thanks for reading, Cass! It was very difficult to not break into a happy dance watching it all go down, let me tell you!
I came across this post via your post about enrolling your daughter, T, in kindergarten. I have a 5 year old who is going to be enrolled in kindergarten here pretty soon. I have also worked in the public school system and know that it does not fit everyone. I am working on trying to get my son enrolled in a charter school as he is reading chapter books, though not quite as advanced as your Leo was at this point. The issue we are having is finding books that he will like! He’s so particular. I’m hoping we make it to the library today so we can see what they have. I know options if we don’t get into a charter school and he is forced to go to the local public school. But thank you for this. It’s great to read about another parent who has a gifted youngster who likes to read. I’m hoping we get to pick our librarian’s brain today.
Rebecca, I am so glad you stopped by and found something you could relate to. It’s tough to keep these kids happily in books, that’s for sure. I do try to keep Leo’s Goodreads list updated if you ever wanted to search for books that your little guy might like (link: https://www.goodreads.com/review/list/31413548-leo). Also, I highly recommend the book Some of My Best Friends Are Books.
I hope you found some good ones at the library!! Thanks for reading!
We have an amazing library. I joke that my son is president of their fan club. He is 5 but I am already planning to have him volunteer when he is older to give back in exchange for creating an amazing place with awesome people.
LOVE this story. My son is gifted and dyslexic, so the library and reading is a mixed bag for us, but we check out books and DVDs each week. He’s in 5th grade and this is our first year of homeschooling, a decision we made this summer after the school refused to addressed our concerns about his dyslexia a year ago. He still goes to his old public school each day for gifted services, however, because he and I both adore his gifted teacher. She was/is our “librarian”. She’s always seen my son for who he is and where he is and her enthusiastic support for our decision to homeschool meant the world to me.
Love this, Nicole!