Libraries are forever….
When I tell people that I’m a Librarian, the first thing they say is “aren’t libraries going away?” And then my head explodes from keeping a silent “aarrrghhhh!” silent. I then very passionately explain that libraries are not going away. As long as we have words, and we use the words to communicate and learn, and we preserve the communications no matter how long or short or in different languages from different people who have different ideas and theories and opinions, we will have libraries.
Libraries used to be for the wealthy and/or the religious. With the advent of the printing press and scholars who translated books from Latin to modern languages, the total number of volumes increases. Subscription libraries, circulating libraries, and the modern public libraries put books, newspapers, magazines, and (more recently) e-everything in the hands of the common person, educated or not, wealthy, or not, literate or not.
In times of war, it is the Librarians who run around and find the most valuable objects to protect the memory and history of the people the library serves. In times of joy, it is Librarians who proudly display books and poems and objects made by the community the Library serves. Libraries are community, a gathering spot to learn, use equipment you don’t have, share. Some libraries provide breakfast, sometimes clothing, and always a place to sit, read, relax, and accidentally snooze. Librarians as a people are warriors, fighting for truth and justice, protecting civil rights, correcting wrongs, and ensuring both sides of the story are available.
When I take a breathe, my attention turns to CAA’s Library and Media Lab. I remember the hands shooting up in the air after I gave a status report to the student and parents’ councils. One student wanted a book about golf, another wanted a book she read at her grandmother’s house, and another wanted a book of the artwork of Ralph McQuarrie. I said yes to all, whether I was familiar with the title or not. I took my collection development cues from the student and professors. I learned what the students liked; one read stories of the Yeti with her dad, another read the Harry Potter books. Another didn’t read but enjoyed a flip book of dragons. I wanted to make sure the students saw themselves in the shelves, saw the vast and glorious community they are a part of.
This idea of belonging and community was very apparent when the library cards were handed out. Everyone received a card; reading level, age, interest didn’t matter. The library card represented a bond between members of a community. To me, it represented a promise, that there will always be libraries.