My First Memory Essay

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My first memory of a library was my elementary school. Learning the dewey

decimal system and how to naviaget the card catalog was the right of passage

for any first grader. I also remember learning how to read. As if night and day

came together, I woke up one morning and the letters on the page of a book

also came together to form a word. A new door opened in my life and has

never shut.

My mother often says to me that she does not know where I learned to write.

She stated to me recently that I do not give myself enough credit for my

thoughts and words. She only needs to look in the mirror to see where I learned

to write. No, she did not sit down with me on a daily basis and drill me on the

parts of speech and how to
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I remember

that we had this really large dictionary and when I learned to read I was so

excited to see my name on one of the first pages. Today I imagine that I must

have had the same reaction Steve Martin did when he found his name in the

white pages. I was somebody because my name was in the dictionary.

We also had encylopedias (hey folks these was the old days before the world

wide web of misinformation), but one set of encyllopedias we had were

MEDICAL At a very young age, I learned everything about human anatomy,

diseases and where babies come from. No, not the birds and bees. Literally

where the baby comes from with photos and everything. I guess that is why I

become so irritated when someone says they were kicked in the vagina.

Really??? So her foot impailed itself into your vagina?? LEARN YOUR

BODY LADIES! Okay I digress.

We also had the complete 40-volume set called "The Yale Shakespeare". I

know I had my face in those little blue books. What I would give to have that

full set of books again. Actually I found them on eBay and I am watching an

auction. If the price doesn 't become astronomical, I will bid on them. I wish
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Between the ages of 10 and 13, I was

either at the skating rink or I was roaming the stacks of the library. When I

went away to boarding school at 13, I found solace in the books of the library.

I remember when the library moved from under the Eurthym room to the "new

library". The librarian chose me to be her assisstant and help organize the

library shelves. I rememver the day we formed a chain of students to move the

books across the oval. When I visited my old school recently I still call that

buidling the "new library", it was built over thirty years ago.

Here are some photos of two libraries that I recently visited. One is in Vienna

(Wien), Austria and the other is in downtown Nashville.

This is a few photos I took this past May in the State Hall of the Austrian

National Library.

Here are some photos I took today at the Nashville Public Library. I was

attending Shakespeare Allowed presented by the Nashille Shakespeare

Festival. The first Saturday of each month people gather to read a play by the

great bard William Shakespeare. Everyone gathers around the table and

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