An Exercise in Futility

At the Head Start Center

I walk in. At first, I am unnoticed.
Then one child inevitably looks up, and recognition slowly dawns. That child proceeds to lose his/her ever-loving mind and starts shrieking, "The Library! The Library is here!" Soon there is a chorus of children yelling, "Hi Library!" and running around the room like I am a shot of espresso they've just mainlined.

Me: "Hi Friends! Does anyone remember my name?"

Them: "The LIBRARY!!!!!!!1!!!"

Me: "I work at the library. But my name is Ms. Anna. What's my name?"

Them: *blank stares* "...LIBRARY!!!!!!!!!!11!!!OMGBBQ!!!!!!!!"

fin.

Overheard in Storytime

Man, just when I think storytime kids can't get cuter I find out from two unrelated adults that the kids they bring to storytime love to play storytime at home and take turns being Miss Anna (and yes, one of them is a boy).

Overheard in Storytime

No, L, don't unwrap that.  It's a crayon not a chocolate.

Overheard in Storytime

Reading Grumpy Bird, which has a variety of woodland animals, and identifying the different creatures. There was a beaver, and I identified it as such, which prompted one little boy to correct me vehemently, "No, it's called a JUSTIN Beaver."