Monthly Archives: October 2012

taking care of business. 12

I have to talk to students about fire and tornado and lockdown procedures in the library. One time, a perceptive sixth grader looked at me and said, “If someone came here with a weapon, they’d come to the library first. It’s right here at the front.” This is, in fact, what the school resource officer […]

on watching. 2

Everyone around me is quoting Anne Shirley: “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.” But October is halfway over before I start to breathe again after the rush of September. The leaves have just started to change, so maybe I didn’t miss too much. We have given up our usual […]

saving my life. 1

In my library, we have some great new books and circulation is up for the year. There have been classes scheduled almost every day and I have helped with projects and computer issues and books on tornadoes. It’s been the best kind of busy, and I have been the good kind of tired. I do […]

saving my life: special Monday edition 4

“I used to dream about escaping my ordinary life, but my life was never ordinary. I had simply failed to notice how extraordinary it was.” –Ransom Riggs It is good to spend time with people who are in the same stage of life. We send desperate text messages and push swings on the playground and […]

prone to wander. 6

Atticus and I have been walking the streets of our neighborhood, counting political signs and dogs and (of course) trucks. He cranes his head to look for airplanes from the comfort of his stroller. We talk about his day. We watch the leaves fall. Mike made a playlist that features songs we think Atticus can […]

saving my life. 3

Students lie to me every day. I know where that book is. It’s at home. I’ll bring it tomorrow. Or, My teacher sent me in here and she said I don’t need a note. Or, I didn’t touch it and I don’t know how it broke. I cock an eyebrow and I try not to […]

mindful. 5

I told Atticus that we were going to take his shoes off at the door. “NO! No shoes off!” he wailed. Because no shoes means no more outside. Because he has a fever and he wants what he wants. Deep breath. “You wanted to come inside, remember? Your shoes are dirty! They have mud on […]