I’m still blogging, but I’ve been going back and forth between WordPress and Blogger. While I like WordPress better, there is more functionality at Blogger, without upgrading from the free version. I’ve had issues with WordPress letting me easily include media files, things not working and then showing up later, and it’s been crashing my browser ever since my latest update. So, for a while now I think I’ll be posting from my Blogger site. If you’d like to continue to follow me, I’ll be over at http://bibliotechgal.blogspot.com and you can continue to find me on Twitter @BiblioTechGal.
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Well, this has nothing to do with work, really…. I took a half-day yesterday to take my now-15 year old daughter out for her birthday. Our first stop was the dreaded DMV. That was an adventure in itself as there was a man up there ranting about his daughter being killed, and later his cousin, and then he went to prison and served 7 years of his 25 year sentence, but no one ants to hire him as a masseuse and it’s not fair because he doesn’t eat pork. But even worse…. My baby girl passed her tests and was given her learners permit.
As we were pulling out of the DMV, waiting at a stoplight, a car carrier drove past carrying a load of squashed cars. My darling daughter immediately pipes up with, “Look, Mama! That’s what your car’s gonna look like soon! ”
Do children not realize that this sort of comment does not instill confidence? Most terrifying day of my life. Lol
This is a trending topic on Twitter, but I’m hesitant to participate. When I think back on my childhood I know I read. A lot, in fact! But what did I read? I remember Cordouroy and Paddington from when I was young. More importantly, I remember that my mom, older sister, and younger brother would gather together at night to read bedtime stories together.
As I got older I read the classics like Black Beauty, Tom Sawyer, and A Tale of Two Cities. I read these at home, books I owned, not at school.
I don’t remember reading much in middle school either…. Flowers for Algernon, Of Mice and Men, and The Diary of Anne Frank were all assigned in my 8th grade English class. On my own I read a lot of King and Koontz.
By high school I read very little beyond what was assigned. Unless you count magazines… I wasn’t a big fan of most of what was assigned. Catch 22 and 1984 were tolerable. I despised most of the other books. Through self-selection, I developed an appreciation for Faulkner, however. I read The Sound and the Fury in both the 10th and 12th grades for self-selection assignments. I mimicked his style for a writing assignment in a college writing course. How can you not like reading about families way more dysfunctional than your own?
But the book I grew up with? The one that made the biggest impact? The one I loved the most? The one that somehow shaped me into the reader I am today? I really can’t say.
If forced, I’d probably have to say the big treasury of stories we read from at night. My time with my mom, sister, and brother. More for the experience than the stories themselves. I always loved those times and cherished spending that same quality time with my own children as they were growing up, no matter what it was that we read.
A new year, new Common Core implementation, new ideas, new worries, new hopes, new plans… One goal of mine is to spend more time blogging. I’ve also created a new twitter that isn’t covered in my daughter and her friend’s postings. I want to follow more of the #tlchat conversations in hopes of learning new and improved methods I can implement in my own library.
I don’t know how I’ll active I’ll be here, or on Twitter, but I’m planning to try!