Water-Blogged
Today's rainy weather brought me back to one of my favorite childhood pasttimes: the public library. I don't think I've been there since junior high, so I was naturally quite nervous about coming back after being gone for such a long time.
As a kid, I would immediately hang a hard left and head upstairs to the children's literature section. I'd sign up for the bookmark contest, glance at the entries on the surrounding walls, then make my way to the "Great Brain" series books in the far corner. I was tempted to go upstairs today, but the need for a rite of passage overcame me, and I headed for the "adult" books.
I went to the library to read up on Western Europe, as I have begun mentally preparing for my semester in the Netherlands. I acquired much valuable information in my three-or-so hours of reading, and the time was well-spent. But I also learned where all the homeless people go when it rains - the Library. Normally they hang out outside the building, nibbling on a block of chesse and talking to themselves, but when it rains, apparently they head inside. And I guess they have to pretend like they are reading so that they don't get kicked out, which is even funnier. One old guy read an issue of Vogue while his buddy, a really old man, caught up on the latest celebrity gossip with People. It was entertaining, but distracting. I think maybe I'll just stick to the children's section from now on.
As a kid, I would immediately hang a hard left and head upstairs to the children's literature section. I'd sign up for the bookmark contest, glance at the entries on the surrounding walls, then make my way to the "Great Brain" series books in the far corner. I was tempted to go upstairs today, but the need for a rite of passage overcame me, and I headed for the "adult" books.
I went to the library to read up on Western Europe, as I have begun mentally preparing for my semester in the Netherlands. I acquired much valuable information in my three-or-so hours of reading, and the time was well-spent. But I also learned where all the homeless people go when it rains - the Library. Normally they hang out outside the building, nibbling on a block of chesse and talking to themselves, but when it rains, apparently they head inside. And I guess they have to pretend like they are reading so that they don't get kicked out, which is even funnier. One old guy read an issue of Vogue while his buddy, a really old man, caught up on the latest celebrity gossip with People. It was entertaining, but distracting. I think maybe I'll just stick to the children's section from now on.
posted by Aaron at 7:09 PM
3 Comments:
Why does Lynden need a library? There are no homeless people in Lynden.
I too, went to the library at the end of last summer. I arrived just when the doors were opening and was surpised to see the mass of people who headed to the computers. I have never seen an angrier, more vicious group of homeless people since last time we "fed the homeless" at the local shelter.
Another quick note, one of my education girlfriends, told me that employees of the library are not allowed to regulate the sites that these people go to. She said they are passing new laws where people can look at all the porn they want. Hooray for America!
Well, JT, they can't discrimnate against people who can't read. So, they're entitled to all the eye candy they can handle.
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