1. I think about swimming all the time
2. But I hardly ever swim because it's too hot to swim. That's right, too hot. Salty bath water doesn't feel quite as refreshing as the imagined icey rivers and lakes of my Rocky Mountains. Or even as refreshing (and more realistically given my suburban upbringing) the city pools packed with children but still colder than anything in Muscat.
3. On my last day of library class one tiny first grader stared up at me through thick bangs and said "I don't even care." Out matched by a lime shirtdress on the last day. I'm happy to say that I cared to the end, but I understand that classes in June are hard for a five year old.
4. All of my clothes are washed at "boiling" these days
5. Somehow, nestled amid shops selling thick Persian carpets, I found a used book store. An honest to gosh used bookstore full of spine lined paperbacks. It even has a buyback policy. I bought six books today and told the women at the desk I'd be back in a week. Aaahhh, summer reading.
6. I am actually reading. Librarians read, don't get me wrong, but a large chunck of our job is all about the gist.
"Oh yeah, I've read about that book. It's supposed to be a really interesting look at/take on/refute of___________. I think you'll like it."
If we had professional mantras, this would be one of them. I know a little about a lot of books and to just dive in, whole hog, to one book at a time for pleasure is well, really pleasurable. So far this summer I've covered killer Bengal tigers and river dolphins, shifting sexual identities in the Middle East post Arab Spring, a trip through Jerusalem's old Mandelbaulm gate, and a spooky modern day fairy tale about time, stories, and childhood. Bring it on summer.
7. I spent an entire day, sun up to sun down, last week marbling paper in my very own kitchen. Finally! says I. I've wanted to learn for almost four years and this week it all came together.
8. My best intentioned plans of developing a new library curriculum over the summer have so far been thwarted by painting and new episodes of "Moone Boy".
9. I am packing to visit my family. I love to be away and I love to come home.
As most of our moves and trips home have coincided with the hottest months over the years, home itself has come to be a sign of summer.
2. But I hardly ever swim because it's too hot to swim. That's right, too hot. Salty bath water doesn't feel quite as refreshing as the imagined icey rivers and lakes of my Rocky Mountains. Or even as refreshing (and more realistically given my suburban upbringing) the city pools packed with children but still colder than anything in Muscat.
3. On my last day of library class one tiny first grader stared up at me through thick bangs and said "I don't even care." Out matched by a lime shirtdress on the last day. I'm happy to say that I cared to the end, but I understand that classes in June are hard for a five year old.
4. All of my clothes are washed at "boiling" these days
5. Somehow, nestled amid shops selling thick Persian carpets, I found a used book store. An honest to gosh used bookstore full of spine lined paperbacks. It even has a buyback policy. I bought six books today and told the women at the desk I'd be back in a week. Aaahhh, summer reading.
6. I am actually reading. Librarians read, don't get me wrong, but a large chunck of our job is all about the gist.
"Oh yeah, I've read about that book. It's supposed to be a really interesting look at/take on/refute of___________. I think you'll like it."
If we had professional mantras, this would be one of them. I know a little about a lot of books and to just dive in, whole hog, to one book at a time for pleasure is well, really pleasurable. So far this summer I've covered killer Bengal tigers and river dolphins, shifting sexual identities in the Middle East post Arab Spring, a trip through Jerusalem's old Mandelbaulm gate, and a spooky modern day fairy tale about time, stories, and childhood. Bring it on summer.
7. I spent an entire day, sun up to sun down, last week marbling paper in my very own kitchen. Finally! says I. I've wanted to learn for almost four years and this week it all came together.
8. My best intentioned plans of developing a new library curriculum over the summer have so far been thwarted by painting and new episodes of "Moone Boy".
9. I am packing to visit my family. I love to be away and I love to come home.
As most of our moves and trips home have coincided with the hottest months over the years, home itself has come to be a sign of summer.
Hardly fair to mention summer reading without giving us any titles!
ReplyDeleteHoping to cross paths with you guys this summer--I can imagine it's going to be busy, but you know where to find us.