This may come as a shock to some of you (or not), but I am very boring. Always have been, always will be. I hate to burst your bubble, but I am not a social butterfly (you did think I was a social butterfly, didn’t you?!)
For as long as I can remember, back to my wee years, while everyone else looked forward to beaches and suntans, and sports and camping, in the summer, I looked forward to the library.
Oh, that first glorious trip to the library! Where I would pick my 5 or 6 books for the week. The whole summer spread before me, endless days of reading under blue skies. This is one of the reasons I love being a teacher, it’s almost like being a kid again. The stack of books, the promises of stories to be read, characters to love or hate, worlds to escape to.