shouting hallelujah
The cost of an MLS — especially at a private school like Simmons GSLIS — is no joke. Get help by winning an ALA scholarship for study. It looks great on your resume, and can help make those cataloging lectures just a little less painful.
![Look who’s going all corporate on a Friday night. Woo.
[P.S.— The correct answer is not Janett Cardif.]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lin5j78KiC1qz54p6o1_500.jpg)
Look who’s going all corporate on a Friday night. Woo.
[P.S.— The correct answer is not Janett Cardif.]
So, I’ve lived in the Five Colleges area for over a year. I work at one, go to school at another, and am supported financially by a third, where J works and goes to school. But it wasn’t until yesterday in my reference class that I heard about the Five Colleges / Scooby Doo myth, which about half my class already knew. According to wikipedia:
A popular urban legend among Five College students holds that the characters on the Saturday morning cartoon Scooby-Doo represent the five colleges. The legend has Daphne representing Mount Holyoke College and Velma as Smith College, with Fred representing Amherst College, Shaggy as Hampshire College, and Scooby as UMass Amherst. Hanna-Barbera Productions, CBS executive Fred Silverman, and some of the show’s writers have said that this story is false […] In fact, Hampshire College did not open until a year after the premiere of Scooby-Doo. [via]
But still. Pretty weird, right?
(On a related note, you can find out which college you are here.)
From the Choice Literacy Archives, Shari Frost considers the issue of young children who are able to read far above grade level in Just Because They Can Doesn’t Mean They Should:
http://www.choiceliteracy.com/public/148.cfm“Those children were strong readers. They were capable of reading a book that is usually read in middle school with accuracy and prosody. However, they didn’t have the life experiences to support the reading of that book. It was not an age-appropriate selection. Every middle school student completely understands what was happening to Jonas when he was having “stirrings.” Talk about a text-to-self connection! The themes in The Giver are well beyond the comprehension of most eight-year-olds. These are children who believed in Santa Claus and the tooth fairy just last year. Are they really ready to grapple with the concept of utopian societies? Can they comprehend and discuss the idea of giving up individuality, choice, and independence for safety and security? Is it even fair to ask them to think about such ideas?”
This is something we discussed in my children’s lit class last semester. I read The Giver at about the same age and couldn’t handle the ambiguous ending or some of the scarier scenes. It’s important not to push kids into reading the hardest (and often pretty disturbing) things you can find. It imbues reading with a sort of snobbery that they’ll be hard pressed to abandon as adults, when wide and unbiased reading is such a gift.
so glad I told the librarians at my local branch that I’m in library school, otherwise there’s no way I could be a mid-twenties childless woman checking out The Babysitters Club #91: Claudia and the First Thanksgiving without giving myself away as a total creeper.
I had told her that I kept fighting off the urge to lie down and move the phone down near me. So I ran, scaring the llama that lives in the field behind the gym, and now I feel much more conscious. Only forty-five more minutes of manning the desk and learning about content validity.
First day of Children’s Literature and Media yesterday — amazing. As we introduced ourselves and went through the syllabus, I kept thinking to myself, “These are my people!”
It was an exultant feeling after feeling pretty ambivalent about calling and career the last couple of years, and it gave me a boost after increasing doom and gloom at the hands of Mr. Wendell Berry (the world is falling to consumerist crap, ours are lives of quiet desperation, etc.). I’m still reasonably sure that I don’t want to be defined by my career, or even to have a career in the source-of-fulfillment way a lot of soon-to-be college grads mean. I’m not talking linear, or even necessarily full time. But it looks like during parts of my life I’ll work outside the home, and I want it to be, if possible, meaningful work that I enjoy. It looks like children’s librarianship, as I had hoped, might be that. We’ll see.
(awesome binder illustration by the husbeast)
The only brown bag you can find to put your school lunch in once held a growler of beer.
