When I was a child…home was, to say the least, a battlefield.
When I started school I discovered the library. Walking distance from my home, it became my sanctuary. I found escape in the books of Beverly Cleary, Judy Blume, and so many other authors. Their families became mine. Their triumphs and sorrows showed me that I was not alone, and that there was hope.
The librarians were always kind and patient. They spent hours suggesting new books for me and guiding me towards new subjects I expressed interest in. They gave me biographies on historical figures who had overcome obstacles and succeeded. They introduced me to people and opened up horizons and worlds I never knew existed.
Now, I take my own children to the library. Hopefully they develop their own love of reading and libraries to pass onto their children, as well.