When I was growing up in Queensland’s far north, my family couldn’t afford to buy books, only borrow. When I was 7, a librarian in the Innisfail Town Library handed me a book. ‘I reckon you’re just about the right age for this one,’ she said.
Two hours later, I still sat on the steps of the town library, reading. A cranky policeman recognised me (it was a small town).‘Your parents are worried; they thought you were lost.’
I was lost! Lost, deep in the woods of Narnia and the adventures of The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. That was the day I truly began my adventures into reading. Thank you to that nameless librarian!
This is the true value of librarians and libraries … to pass on the right book for the right child at the right time. School libraries, in particular, are critical in developing children’s literacy and reading for enjoyment and life; and perhaps one day, to write more adventures to fill a child’s imagination. And the spiral goes on.
— Sheryl Gwyther