The cuts to libraries is a post for another day.
Along with the one about cuts to theatres.
And anything really which allows us to explore our imagination, creativity and ability to innovate.
But for today, this is two of mine (with a glimpse of the third who bounces of books quicker than my mind comprehends),
At our local library,
The one next door to their school,
Within walking distance of our home,
Which has more books than their eyes can believe,
Where people come and go, and say ‘hello’ and smile at my children’s inability to keep to their choice of book,
(Yes, they can take out up to 10 at a time, but 30 additional books in our home?!),
And despite having all the books at home, chosen by mummy,
The library has books beyond their reach, and age, and books which mummy might disregard, but the library allows,
Oh yes, welcome to the many books under the title “Rainbow Magic”.
Books which I say to my daughter “Mummy, thinks that’s too old for you.” (and attempts to negotiate). “If you can read the first page it can come home with us.”
Needless to say the book comes home with us.
The window to our world and beyond.