Friday’s Question



Libraries are a special place to me and always have been.  Knowing I can go inside and find thousands of books to read anytime I want is amazing.  Today’s question is, what are your favorite childhood memories of the library?


12 thoughts on “Friday’s Question

  1. Great idea for a post! I loved the Summer Reading Clubs! I still participate in the adult ones. We’re doing a bingo this year. It is fun because you’ve got to read out of your comfort zone.

  2. I think my favorite memory would be getting my very first library card. We could walk to the local branch, and we often did, and my mother would check out books for all of us. Still, the wonder of possessing my very own card has never dimmed. I have fond memories of visiting the library with my grandmother, in the small town where lived, and the librarian and my grandmother helping me choose books to borrow on my grandmother’s card. It’s just never the same, though, as borrowing on your very own card. Or at least not when you’re a child.

    • I know what you mean. I have always loved the library and have a lot of great memories of going there as a child. My dream job would be to work in a library, checking out books.

      • When we first moved to where we live now, I worked at the library. There weren’t any nursing jobs at our small hospital and clinic so first I volunteered at the library and later was hired as a library assistant. I also a substitute library assistant.

  3. Memories of asking my Mom if she was finished reading her books so we could go back to the library for more books. I know she wasn’t a slow reader, but it sure seemed like it when I was little. Great memories.

  4. The library has been important to me all of my life. As a child, my fondest memory was walking to the library that was a mile away every week in the summer. I remember passing my teacher’s home on the way. I belonged to the library club and would take out several books and return the next week, sometimes sooner, and tell the librarian what each book was about. They kept a tab and at the end of the summer we had a large library party.

    I now read some of my favorite books that I read as a child to my little grandson that I have since bought on Amazon.

  5. Growing up I feared Libraries. I could not read until I was in my 20’s and I always felt stupid at the Library, I also knew my mother never returned her books on time and I as afraid we would get “arrested” if we went in as my mother used to joke that when she came in the bells and whistles would go off. It was not until after I had children of my own that I took comfort in the library. We have a small cozy library near us that is very welcoming and I don’t feel like I did as a child there, even my kids love going now.

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