Today's PlainTalk post features a guest writer: Veronica Schwartz, Head of Youth Services at DPPL. While preparing for "Library Card Sign-Up Month," I asked members of the library staff to share their feelings on the value of a library card. Veronica's essay captures, with warmth and enthusiasm, the life-changing experience of getting that first library card. The picture on the left is Veronica, her dad and her sister, under a stained glass panel you'll learn more about when you read her posting. Thanks, Veronica, for being PlainTalk's "guest star" today, and for all the work you do year 'round for the kids of Des Plaines and their families. Last weekend I found a summer reading club certificate. My summer reading club certificate. From 1982. It had Pac-Man on it. For an extremely shy, introverted girl growing up in the small, semi-rural town of Adrian, Michigan, the public library housed in an old JCPenney’s building was my refuge. From a very young age, my parents frequently took my sister and me on visits to the library. And as soon as we were able to have them, our parents got us our own library cards.
The children’s department on the second floor became a second “home” for me. During the summer I loved seeing my name written on a big easel pad with a gold star next to it for every book I read. I scoured the new books shelf and carried armloads of books down the stairs during each visit. The librarians knew my name and took the time to talk to me about the books I read. The staff made me feel welcome, comfortable, important. At the library, I mattered.
Just months before graduating from college I was searching for direction for my life. Then, I remembered the staff at the public library and I knew that I wanted to become a librarian, a children’s librarian. I wanted every child who came into the library feel as important and respected as I was made to feel. So, in 1996 at the age of 23, I became a librarian.
In 1999 I was able to give a little back to the Adrian Public Library. They were looking for donors to fund a beautiful wall of stained glass “windows” featuring various children’s stories and characters. I had the privilege of funding The Ugly Duckling in memory of my mom, an avid reader and lover of the library.
To my mom and in particular to Mrs. Ehnis, Mr. Schact and Mrs. Berdyk, I say thank you for that small, paper library card that sent me down the path that led me to where I am today.
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