{"id":25710,"date":"2021-09-10T00:01:00","date_gmt":"2021-09-10T04:01:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/?p=25710"},"modified":"2025-04-15T12:06:18","modified_gmt":"2025-04-15T16:06:18","slug":"confessions-of-a-library-bad-kid","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/2021\/09\/confessions-of-a-library-bad-kid\/","title":{"rendered":"Confessions of a Library \u201cBad Kid\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">True confession time: when I was ten, I got kicked out of my local public library and never went back. In fact, unless I was specifically required to for a school assignment, I didn\u2019t go to another library for a full fifteen years. On more than one occasion I told people how much I disliked libraries, and yet eventually I became a librarian myself. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<!--more-->\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-the-incident-or-all-the-good-books-are-in-the-adult-section\">The Incident, Or: All The Good Books Are in the Adult Section<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I was a big reader as a kid. Huge. I also had a difficult childhood in an unstable home. Reading was my refuge, where I could escape what was going on around me. It was very, very rare that I had an adult who would take me to the library, but once they dropped me off and I was safely hidden in the stacks, I felt a blissful freedom to follow my passions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The year I was ten, my passions were mainly books about a) witchcraft, b) ghost stories, and c) books where people got horribly murdered. After I had churned through <em>Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark<\/em> and a few other books, the children\u2019s section didn\u2019t have much that interested me (oh, how things have changed!). The adult section, however, was a treasure trove of horror, true crime, and more. I was particularly excited about a pagan \u201cspellcraft\u201d book that promised spells to protect your home and to bring you wealth. Money and security were two things I desperately needed as a kid, so this book seemed like the promised land. I gathered it and a huge armload of others and went to check them out at the librarian\u2019s desk. She told me I couldn\u2019t check them out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOnly adults can check out books from the adult section,\u201d she said. \u201cCome back with your mom. She can check them out for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The librarian had no way of knowing that I didn&#8217;t have an adult to come back with me. She took the books away, but I was undeterred. I decided I would spend the day at the library, and read the books there. I was happily sitting on the floor in the middle of the stacks, memorizing the ingredients for a protection spell, when an adult loomed over me. Another librarian.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou can\u2019t be in here without an adult,\u201d she said. \u201cYou need to be in the children\u2019s section.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8220;The books I want aren&#8217;t in the children&#8217;s section,&#8221; I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">&#8220;You need an adult to look at these books,&#8221; she said. &#8220;Go get your mom.&#8221;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I knew two things at that point: 1. I desperately needed these books. 2. The library was not going to let me have these books. I came to what seemed like my only reasonable option, hid in the children&#8217;s section for a few minutes, and then snuck back to the adult section, crammed the books in my backpack, and tried to steal them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I got caught. A very firm and scary (to me) librarian told me I wasn&#8217;t allowed to come back without a parent. So I didn&#8217;t come back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\" id=\"h-no-such-thing-as-bad-kids-at-the-library\">No Such Thing as &#8220;Bad Kids&#8221; at the Library<\/h4>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">As an adult and a children&#8217;s librarian, I&#8217;ve seen kids make some infuriating choices. Why did you graffiti that? Why are you climbing to the top of that bookshelf? Do you really think that I don&#8217;t see you eating the gummy worms I just asked you to put away? But sometimes (not all the time) I&#8217;m able to remember what it felt like to be a kid who didn&#8217;t have anyone to model good conflict resolution. To be a kid who felt like every interaction with an authority figure was automatically going to be a fight. To be a kid who just didn&#8217;t feel like they had any other options. A kid who only had themselves, and trusted no one else.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I also now know as an adult that sometimes adults don&#8217;t have all the options they wish they did. As a librarian, sometimes I get stuck between my library&#8217;s policies, and what the kid in front of me needs. Sometimes I&#8217;m able to side with the kid. Sometimes I&#8217;m not.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I do know that I don&#8217;t believe there&#8217;s such a thing as a &#8220;bad kid,&#8221; but rather a kid who doesn&#8217;t know they have other options. I&#8217;m also glad that, after fifteen years away, one day I noticed the library across the street from my apartment, and decided to take a quick look inside. It&#8217;s been ten years, and I haven&#8217;t been kicked out once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<hr class=\"wp-block-separator has-css-opacity\"\/>\n\n\n<div class=\"wp-block-image\">\n<figure class=\"alignleft size-large is-resized\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"488\" height=\"650\" src=\"https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-488x650.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-24502\" style=\"width:155px;height:207px\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-488x650.jpg 488w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-1152x1536.jpg 1152w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-1536x2048.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-375x500.jpg 375w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-68x90.jpg 68w, https:\/\/www.alsc.ala.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2021\/01\/43FC5A0F-D555-4916-BC07-484905B3F0A4-scaled.jpg 1920w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 488px) 100vw, 488px\" \/><\/figure>\n<\/div>\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\"><em>Today\u2019s blogger is <\/em><strong><em>Chelsey Roos<\/em><\/strong><em>. Chelsey has been a member of ALSC\u2019s Advocacy and Legislation committee, and was most recently a children\u2019s librarian at the Castro Valley Branch of the Alameda County Library.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This blog relates to ALSC Core Competencies of&nbsp;<strong><strong>I. Commitment to Client Group<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>True confession time: when I was ten, I got kicked out of my local public library and never went back. In fact, unless I was specifically required to for a school assignment, I didn\u2019t go to another library for a full fifteen years. 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