A little back story: This is a wonderment, but it's a bitter, bad wonderment.
My district, like many others in our state, doesn't fund librarians, nor does it require schools to have one. My school does not have a librarian, and hasn't for years, but we have always had a paraprofessional to help shelve books. This year, we don't even have that. Teachers are checking books in and out for their kids, but they don't shelve books, or straighten shelves, or set up displays, or anything like that. I can't stand that our library, which actually has lots and lots of great books, as a result of a lot of grants, isn't being taken care of, so about once a month, I go in and try to straighten it. It's not a solution and it's not sustainable, and the whole time I am there, I'm resenting it, but I keep going, because I can't stand that our library is so unloved.
Tonight's poems are limericks--- three of them.
What a school thinks about its library is a measure of what it feels about education. —Harold Howe
A school once made a decision
To eliminate the library position
Great books it did have
but the library went bad
Clearly a complete lack of vision.
There once was a school with bad scores
Whose stakeholders always wanted more
What they didn’t know
And what made tests scores low
Phonics rich often leads to book poor.
A school its library did close,
Every time a slight need did arose
Meetings and tests mattered more
Then letting kids through the doors
And that's how their reading hearts froze.