no alcohol involved

I met Minerva the Library Aide in the shopping mall and we were walking towards the car park when Minerva announced that her mother had parked her car somewhere, but she didn’t know where. My car was closer so I offered to drive Minerva around the car park levels to locate her car.

We jumped onto a red two wheeled shopping trolley that I was ‘driving’ while Minerva sat behind. We were charging up a ramp and I was asking Minerva to tell me the way as the sun was in my eyes when we shot off the end of the ramp and started falling 10 storeys towards the ground.

Everything went into slow motion and I was thinking ‘I am facing my biggest fear’ which is a fear of heights, and seeing cement pavement below, but trees to the right and then knowing that I had to somehow glide us into a softer landing in the treetops.

We almost made it, falling against a paling fence that I somehow gripped with my fingertips. Minerva and I walked around to see where we could so easily have fallen onto the pavement and then realised that the shopping trolley and all our belongings had been taken.

My back was aching as we walked back through the shopping mall, where we met Minerva’s mother and Mr FD who sympathised with us, before we moved on to find out belongings sitting behind the check out. We complained to the store manager that the car ramp should have had a safety rail so the manager offered us compensation – a three pack of cleaning products!

 

Even my near death dream experiences suck!

it’s Australia, not Austria, too

Always listen to your Grandma

My mother would always tell the granddaughters of which she has seven to drop their handkerchief to attract a man’s attention. It was always a moment of mirth for all involved but now it seems Grandma may have been right on the mark!

 

a priceless crown or a crown of thorns?

comments? gentlemen beware.

table service

Finishing an evening snack in bed, I placed the empty plate on top of Mr FD’s pillow, rolled over and went to sleep. A little later I was woken by the sound of Mr FD’s voice.

“My head is on a plate.”

Right where it should have been all along…

it’s called sympathy

Lying in bed and not feeling well, I moaned to Mr FD that “my life is shitty!”

“Yes,” replied dear heart, “and if you lived in a shed, it would be sheddy and if you lived under a tree it would be shady.”

And if I had a different husband?

6 0f 10

6 weeks of the 10 week term down – four more to go until vacation time.

Yes, we do count down…

who me?

librarians just want to have fun

Today I attended a day of professional development for teacher librarians. The agenda looked as though it was going to be so boring – more cataloguing info and promises about information management systems and IT that we knew wouldn’t work as promised.

By some miracle, as Mr FD was driving me to the venue, I was early and so got to choose a seat with the perfect front on view of the screen at an empty table. Before long four other solo people arrived and joined my table. So by good luck rather than planning I ended up with some very friendly and helpful table companions.

One of the judges for the Children’s Book Council of Australia was presenting a run down on the short listed titles for this year’s awards. This led to discussion of how to represent the August book week theme of Read across the universe.

I was puzzled as it is really more of an activity for primary school readers, but I know our year eight students like to participate so was floundering with a lack of ideas on how to represent it in our library. One of my table companions mentioned cardboard cut outs of Dr Who’s Tardis and suddenly she had given me my inspiration.

I sent an email to Minerva back at the library to place an order for one 2/3 size cardboard Tardis, and when I got home tonight I ordered myself a Dr Who scarf, and a Tardis usb as a prize for a creative writing/digital story competition I am running also.

Many students have phones with cameras and I know that selfies beside the Tardis will be a big excitement around the campus. It may not be reading, but it will get them through the library doors!

Who said libraries are boring?