The Quirky Librarian: A long days journey into night...

7.14.2010

A long days journey into night...

I did a little sleep walking last night. I was convinced that there were attack bats in my bedroom and I tried to convince my family that we needed to flee. I managed to scare my 10 year old daughter, confuse my cat and dog, and slightly stir my husband, before I woke up and realized what was going on. I learned that if attack bats do get in the house my husband will sleep through it and the rest of us are on our own.

I'm back in class now. More tech talk this morning...

Image from: scienceblogs.com/afarensis/2006/06/16/vampire_bats_and_prey_recognit/

1 comment:

jewelsmra said...: I was scared to death mom :(.... ABout the bats... If you ever have a bad dream... dont tell me what it was!! (In a good way); July 14, 2010 at 11:35 AM

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Welcome

I started this blog to chronicle my journey as a graduate student in the School Library Media program at the University of Georgia. I have since continued the blog as first, an elementary school media specialist and then as a middle school media specialist. I am now at a high school and I feel fortunate to have worked at every level as it has given me a view of the entire reading journey for students. I added the reading endorsement when I got my MEd and I have had the chance to be a reading specialist in my librarian positions, but I felt that I needed to know more about literacy in order to best serve my students. So now I am back at UGA working on an EdS in Reading Education. I expect to graduate in May 2022.

Why Am I Quirky?

Note: After making this list, I decided I may be annoying rather than quirky. However, it doesn't sound very good to be called "The Annoying Librarian," thus I will stick with the quirky label.

When I sneeze, it's more of a yell.
I never chew gum—it makes me nervous.
I am afraid of rubber bands.
I do not hold a pencil the "correct" way—I do not believe there is a "correct" way either.
I laugh at my own jokes.
I could not snap my fingers until I was 18.
I am scared to go up escalators, but I don't mind going down.
I do not put lids back on pens, toothpaste, anything.
I cannot swallow pills, although I could for one year in my 20's.
I read magazines from back to front.
I never fold the newspaper back correctly.
I eat cereal before bed every night.
I cannot dance--"Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes" is too difficult for me.
I don't close boxes.
Tight clothes make me nervous, even if other people are the ones wearing them.
I NEVER go barefoot.
I cannot sleep if I don't have socks on.
I wear my watch on the wrong arm.
I often dream about things before they happen, but never big things (more like: I'm buying bread and green beans at Kroger—type dreams).
I didn't drink coffee until I was 36.
I didn't get my ears pierced until age 30—I was not ready to accessorize until then.
I never clean my plate even if there is only one bite left.
I shake when I laugh.
When I see a snake in a tank I talk baby talk to it because I know no one else does.
I have recurring dreams about losing my teeth.
I cannot whistle.
I worry about other peoples' problems more than my own.
I hate the taste of alcohol.
I cannot wear turtlenecks.
I cannot throw a stuffed animal away and I still hope they come alive when I leave the room.
Spiders do not bother me, but spider webs do.

I'm married to an even quirkier person—I could write a novel about that.

I'll add more when I think of them...it won't be hard.