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Last week, I had the last first day of school. This is my twentieth year as a Library Media Specialist and I am finished. I love my job. I love working with children, I love books, I love all the people I work with, I love using technology to teach, I love the way my job has changed so much over the years, I love the first day of school. But I am finished.
I want to read tons of books and write and play with my grandson and travel and sleep as late as I want and take all kinds of classes and enjoy the rest of my life as much as I possibly can.
I started working when I was 16 at Mason's Department Store. I worked in the stockroom and my highest aspiration was to work the registers at the front of the store. I attained that lofty goal right before I left for college. I have always worked. Part-time, full-time, in a factory, in a grocery store, in a bookstore, in a restaurant, in a burger joint, in a public library, in a school library. And here I have stayed. In the same job, at the same school. For twenty years. Well. Actually nineteen. This year will complete the twentieth.
I love the first day of school. And I will love every day of this year, just as I always have. I will do everything for the last time and I will relish each moment as I set up Book Fairs and read to children and work on web pages and order new books and help teachers and shelve books.
I love the first day of school. And I will love the last day of school.
I'm not sure which I will love more this year.
Last week, I had the last first day of school. This is my twentieth year as a Library Media Specialist and I am finished. I love my job. I love working with children, I love books, I love all the people I work with, I love using technology to teach, I love the way my job has changed so much over the years, I love the first day of school. But I am finished.
I want to read tons of books and write and play with my grandson and travel and sleep as late as I want and take all kinds of classes and enjoy the rest of my life as much as I possibly can.
I started working when I was 16 at Mason's Department Store. I worked in the stockroom and my highest aspiration was to work the registers at the front of the store. I attained that lofty goal right before I left for college. I have always worked. Part-time, full-time, in a factory, in a grocery store, in a bookstore, in a restaurant, in a burger joint, in a public library, in a school library. And here I have stayed. In the same job, at the same school. For twenty years. Well. Actually nineteen. This year will complete the twentieth.
I love the first day of school. And I will love every day of this year, just as I always have. I will do everything for the last time and I will relish each moment as I set up Book Fairs and read to children and work on web pages and order new books and help teachers and shelve books.
I love the first day of school. And I will love the last day of school.
I'm not sure which I will love more this year.
