So today was a very interesting, wild, and varied day for me. My supervisor, Cathy, was out sick, which meant that the library was shorthanded and needed a substitute librarian - guess who that was: Me! So I spent the morning until about 12 PM learning how to check books in/out, shelve the books in the correct places (trickier than you think, actually!), sign people up for library cards, and charge people for fines on overdue books. By the end of the morning, I was quickly up to speed and working just like one of the regulars. I was given a 30-minute lunch break (Oh, boy!) and ran home for a quick sandwich.
I came back and we were pretty caught up on all the busywork that had to be done; shortly after, Salley, the library director, came up to me and informed me that she had a very important project for me and that my hours were being changed to a longer day 4 days a week, with Fridays off, rather than 5 shorter days a week. I think having Fridays off should be nice; I can do some of the things I've been meaning to do this summer, like learn Java, work on Spanish, and also Calculus. Oh, fun X_X
I followed Salley down to the library basement (where all of the bookkeeping and administrative tasks get done), and she explained my next task to me. The library had a large number of books that were either old, donated, or taken out of stock for various reasons; Salley had the idea of sending off these books to an outside wholesaler to get money for the library. The profits wouldn't be huge, but every little penny counts in getting it on firm financial footing. My job was to sort the stacks and stacks of books into piles of books that the wholesaler would take, and ones they "rejected." The only way to see if a book is permitted by the company is by checking the ISBN number on a cross-reference tool on the internet; this involves me typing in the ISBN number by hand (it can't be scanned because it's not on the barcode) for
each individual book and seeing the result from the web tool. This is a very tedious process that Salley said no volunteer or person who ever started the project ever completed. This comment didn't discourage me though - it excited me, because I knew it was doable, and I would finish it. I sat there for hours, typing like mad, sorting and stacking, typing, sorting, stacking, typing, typing, typing.. And at the end of the day, I only have maybe 2 shelves of books left to go through. I'll easily be able to finish everything tomorrow if everything goes according to plan. Hooray!
I wasn't able to finish today because at 2:30, I went with Jean (who I was already good friends with from the desk) on her BookMobile route. We went north of Marion, into areas that I honestly don't remember the names of. These areas were also extremely rural and impoverished. Jean took the time to explain to me that Marion's education system was good, but had some "holes" in it. All of my conversations with Jean on the ride were so deeply empathetic; I could tell that she legimately cared about the mission of the organization she worked for. She told me that because of the BookMobile's rural route, the roads it traveled on were paved by the County. This really made me realize that the BookMobile wasn't just bringing education and excitement to these rural residents - it was improving their lives! We had two interesting stops today -
The first interesting stop was a nice family with a child named Daquan. Daquan was the most excited little boy I had ever met - he was so happy about the BookMobile, and just reading in general. Because of budget cuts, the BookMobile is only running once a month in the summer, so Jean told Daquan and his family to get as many books now as they could to stock up. Jean and I helped them pick out picture books that were appropriate for his age - unlike the child from yesterday, Daquan seemed to be on just about the right reading level, if not just a tad behind. I handed his mother one of my favorite children's books,
Chicka Chicka Boom-Boom - she checked it out, and replied, "Hey, I like this. I'll get it." Jean and I continued picking out books, and I also suggested a book in the
Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? series. Daquan's mom informed me that Daquan had read that book so many times she was sick of it. This was a happy thing for me to hear. Jean was in no hurry for them to leave, since she has a pre-determined time she spends at each stop. Jean sat down on the bus with Daquan and read him a preview of two or three of the books. He enjoyed this profusely, and jumped around in excitement - especially when he would guess a word correctly.
My other stop was extremely atypical of the normal Bookmobile stop. We stopped at a rural home of a woman named Peggy. Peggy was at least 75 or 80 years old, and apparently very sick, from what Jean told me of her. Because she was so sick, Jean brought her book deliveries in to her normally. We stepped into the house, which was saturated with cigarette smell, and Jean introduced me. Peggy said, "Oh, that's nice. Would you mind pulling my trash can to the door?" I obliged willingly, albeit a little bemused by this opening conversation. I grabbed Peggy's books for her, (which turned out to be a series of extremely steamy romance novels) gave them to her, and sat down. Peggy talked to Jean and told her about her life recently. Peggy's family life is rough; she has virtually no one to support her. Jean seems to be one of her last friends. I was heartbroken by the situation, but warmed by the fact that the BookMobile enables Jean to be there for this woman in such a desperate condition. The Marion library enabled her to bring not only intellectual stimulation but friendship and compassion to places all over the county.
We came home and Noelle and I bought ingredients for our dinner we're cooking Friday: Oven Fried Chicken!! Wooo! I ate a leftover monster burger, and we just hung out the rest of the night. Now. Sleep. Tired. Ugh. Library tomorrow. Post ya later.