You Know What I Love About My Home?

We all know it’s important to focus on the small things from time to time so I thought I’d just share a bunch of stuff that I love about where I live.

  1. My town is a bird sanctuary. Yup. My WHOLE TOWN. Not just the parks, the whole freakin’ thing. Our house came with a bird feeder and Karl is REALLY into keeping our feathered friends well fed. His absolute favorite birds are a couple of cardinals who hang out on a branch nearby and take turns carefully choosing seed from our feeder and then flying back to feed the seed to one another. It’s adorable. (Still working on an action shot of this phenomenon.)
  2. Dibley is a muppet. He looks like a muppet, he makes muppet noises and sometimes he also moves like a muppet. Do you know how hard it is to say goodbye to a muppet every morning and then see that muppet looking at you sadly through a window as you walk away? It’s shocking that I make it to work every day.dibley
  3. My house is straight outta’ Mad Men. It’s a midcentury modern ranch that is almost entirely original. When inside it I drink as many liquids out of martini glasses as possible.                       house
  4. Surprise flowers! There are so many cool plants that I can have now that I live in the south. Whenever I get into a new house I love the year long unfolding mystery of what plants are living with me. So far we’ve discovered wild roses, day lilies and ton of mature tulip trees surrounding our house.

Take a couple minutes to look around and appreciate, folks. We get one ride on this big spinning ball and the more you can appreciate the small stuff the happier your ride will be.

Fighting Social Injustice by Honoring Childhood

Fighting Socail Injustice by Honoring Childhood

An old friend of mine recently became one of the Technology Engineering Directors for a super amazing school in San Francisco.  He’s a really cool guy and our personal history is hilarious.  He was actually my first fight ever.  We were in 5th grade and without getting too much into it or dragging either of our names through the mud he was doing something I perceived as a serious social injustice so I decided my best (and only) course of action would be to kick him where it would hurt the most.  I then proceeded (with my best friend) to jump up and down on him until our teacher separated us.

Later, my mom got a call from the principal and when I got home I was sweating bullets about what would happen to me.  I was definitely a good grades, bad haircut, straight as an arrow, full on dork and had never been in trouble before.  I had no idea what to expect.  Would she hit me?  Take away my flute practicing rights? Deny my current archaeology obsession by taking away my hieroglyphics books? She sat me down and told me that while my heart was in the right place my foot was not and she never wanted to get a call about me fighting ever again.  That was it.  I never got in a fight again.  (Despite my best efforts, but more on that some other time…)

Back to this friend of mine.  This new school is a microschool, meaning they only have 20-80 students at a time.  We all know that a smaller classroom experience is beneficial but it’s admirable to see a school making a go of small classrooms anytime, especially when it’s a for-profit school like this one.  Their focus on technology is not to get all the fancy new gadgets so they can have them on hand as teachers struggle to get trained in one more thing. Instead, they have this amazing team creating personalized experiences and education tools through technology for staff and students.  Finally, when describing themselves they state “We provide a personalized education that honors childhood…”.  Honoring childhood is such an art that can be lost in the struggle of day to day librarianship.  All librarians can get caught up in getting everything done but children’s librarians really need to perform those quantitative tasks as well as the qualitative work of playing with our kids, being silly with our kids, and truly engaging their minds and spirits.  It’s how we really honor their experience as a child and functioning human.

I give myself permission to a half an hour a day to remain inspired.  I’ll read an article I’ve bookmarked but didn’t have time for, I’ll surf Pinterest for strange programming or decorating ideas or I’ll peruse the books in our collection.  It keeps me fresh, keeps me current on what’s going on in my field and keeps me grounded in my collection.

Ultimately, the greatest gift I can give these kids is a refreshed, energetic and inspired me and that honors both their childhood and my continued one.  I still can get carried away by what I perceive as social injustices but now this is how I combat those injustices, one fart joke, book recommendation or shoulder to cry on at a time.

If you’d like to see more about his new school you can check it out here.