Libraries.
I am a Friend of the State Library of New South Wales, and each quarter receive their journal Open Book. The articles are always interesting, and I love the regular one, The library that made me. The guest writer talks about their favourite library or what library means to them. I find these articles interesting and turn to them first. It also had me thinking about the libraries that ‘made’ me, so here is my story. I don’t remember a time when I couldn’t read and as such many libraries have been in my life. I remember the mobile library, from Rockdale turning up at my school, Althestane Public School, Arncliffe and being ushered into this long, narrow truck, with shelves on both sides and being told what section I could borrow from. The joy a selecting a book to read. Then we moved and the next two libraries were the school library at Jannali Public School. I remember reading The Little Bookroom by Eleanor Farjon. There is a bookshop of that name in Fitzroy, Victoria. It was i...
