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I graduated with my MLIS last May, and the job market was slim. In fact, during my two years of library school it seemed as if we talked about how bad the job market was in each class. I was especially worried about my job prospects, as all my work with both literacy and children was volunteer-based. But the library gods were smiling on me. Two months after graduation, I got called to interview at my library. I’m now a full-time Children’s Librarian and Collection Development Coordinator, and I am living the dream. Every day, I wake up excited to go work. Maybe it’s the rosy glow of recent graduation, but I have yet to find a thing to dislike about being a Children’s Librarian. I still have moments where I look around and think, “Do I really get paid to have this much fun?” Instead of going to work...