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Humble Beginnings

This is a dialogue between a librarian and a patron.

Librarian: It’s a modest position.

Patron: You’re humble. I love librarians.

Librarian: We enjoy serving the community.

Patron: I’m deeply indebted to you. I can’t begin to express my gratitude for your help with my research.

Librarian: You made it evident to me, which is a good start.

Patron: I wish I could trade places with you.

Librarian: I wish I could be a scholar, like you. I’m most comforted when I’m surrounded by books. You’re a light in the dark. A beacon of knowledge in a world filled with ignorance.

Patron: You, too, shine bright. I’m impressed with your search strategies.

Librarian: Oh, I’m showing? I’m pregnant with ideas and possibilities. I like to make connections, the interstices of my imagination is where the light shines.

Patron: I don’t know if that’s the right usage of interstitial.

Librarian: Humor me. You like to look at branches of knowledge. Sunshine beams through the interstices of tall trees. You look for overarching concepts. That’s wisdom. We, here, have a pyramid with data at the base, information a step above, knowledge getting closer to the top, and the pinnacle being wisdom. I love library science. It simplifies everything. We are the least complicated of the social sciences.

Patron: You make discovery possible. I could go nowhere without you. The library card is like my passport to a whole new world. I learn so much and grow so much with each visit.

Librarian: Imaginative travel? That has a poetic ring to it. Circle back when you’re done reading those books you checked out.

Patron: Will do! See you.


- Yerusalem Work



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yokomakembe
Jan 17, 2022

In “Humble Beginnings” Yerusalem cleverly adopts a dialogue style of story telling between a librarian and patron. This meaningful conversation blossoms toward mutuality in the two roles. In addition to a great story, Yerusalem’s choice of visual aid brings the reader closer to her description, “sunshine beams through the interstices of tall trees. My favorite sentence.

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