Today marked the start of another elective aimed at completing eight new plywood canoes to be launched before school lets out for summer.
This picture is from an earlier year, but on our first day, we traced patterns and started to cut the pieces, and we will somehow manage to put it all together for, I think, the seventh year.
What does this have to do with the library? Not a lot, except that this librarian loves to share in diverse experiences, and that's also what I like about reading.
How else can you so easily immerse yourself in curious mysteries with ghost ships in Cornwall, England, or spend time with wonderfully dysfunctional families run by self-indulgent lost souls, or perhaps enter the world of a cloned boy who is excited to live a dual life, but crushed to discover the complex dilemmas it presents?
Reading is an amazing time travel machine and and a journey of empathy- a vicarious romance or an independent adventure. The written word is still capable of delivering depth that just can't be offered in the brief framework of a movie.
Read, float in a boat, imagine a world that allows you to feel balanced and wise
