Never again shall I doubt my decision to become a librarian. Why is that, you ask? Oh, it could have something to do with the best reference question ever posed by a group of 8-11 year olds ever.
Miss, can you help us find a nursing home application?
You jest, but what you don't realize is this is after they showed me the following note (complete with incorrect spelling and grammar) they were writing to a boy that visits the library often:
Your 12 and you don't know how to jump a fence We Should put you in a nursing home where you are sourounded with old people.
Clearly they had something ridiculous in mind. Let me back-track a little more. A 12-year old patron tried jumping the fence near the library some time in December only to find that he was stuck. He struggled and wiggled but despite his best efforts his coat was stuck in the fence. This carried on for a quarter of an hour before an old man finally helped him off the fence. Clearly he was embarrassed and would never try something like this again, right? Oh, ye of little faith. He most certainly did try again this evening. While he didn't get stuck to the fence again, he did spend a good ten minutes trying to jump the fence. It didn't work. Again. So he eventually went around. So now he will have a nursing home application filled out for him with my boyfriend's name as his lawyer and Dr. DoLittle as his primary physician. I love being a children's librarian. I love it love it love it.
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I love how while hearing this story I got all nervous about some emancipated minor who was forced to take care of his ailing grandmother and had to make the decision to put her in the nursing home (Thanks Friday Night Lights!) but of course that has nothing to do with anything.
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