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Apr. 24th, 2019 10:45 amToday, we have a class of small people from a nearby elementary school touring the library. These tours always include our backroom because a) children are fascinated by bookdrops and b) they are always surprised by the fact that we have a kitchen, because of course librarians don't eat.
One of our bookdrops is near a built-in ladder that leads to the crawlspace in the ceiling. Children are also fascinated by this and often ask about it, so our children's librarian explained its presence and also the fact that only maintenance people go up there "because it's dangerous". She then began to lead the children out of the back room.
Two boys dawdled behind, looking up the ladder. Before their grownups managed to chivvy them forward, I distinctly heard one of them whisper, "I could climb it, I don't care if I die."
Small people are pretty amazing.
One of our bookdrops is near a built-in ladder that leads to the crawlspace in the ceiling. Children are also fascinated by this and often ask about it, so our children's librarian explained its presence and also the fact that only maintenance people go up there "because it's dangerous". She then began to lead the children out of the back room.
Two boys dawdled behind, looking up the ladder. Before their grownups managed to chivvy them forward, I distinctly heard one of them whisper, "I could climb it, I don't care if I die."
Small people are pretty amazing.
