On Lending Books
Thrown out there on March 9, 2009
A young one comes to ask:
May I borrow this 3-D drawing book over the weekend?
Ooooo…that book. That’s the book I don’t want ruined. That’s the book I don’t want wrinkled, bent, or torn. That’s the book I want to protect from grimy, careless young fingers. That’s the book I want to last for years to come so I can share with future classes…
These are the thoughts which shot through my head at the end of the day on Friday when a curious mind asked to borrow a book. So I told him,
No, I can’t let you take it home over the weekend. You can look at it when you come back on Monday.
What was I thinking? This 3-D drawing book exists in my classroom in order to satisfy curiosity, provide enjoyment, hours of entertainment, for skill-building, and for weekend pacification (thereby freeing parental units)
And here I am, denying my student because I don’t want my book to get a little wrinkled. I’ve just defeated the purpose of having the book to begin with. Ridiculous.
Next weekend, I plan to lend the book to the young man who wanted to borrow it. That’s what the book is there for. Who am I to get concerned about an extra wrinkle?
If I don’t follow through, someone please be sure to remove all books from my classroom and have them burned. This would provide more use than the anal habit of not allowing children to borrow children’s books (light, warmth, entertainment, heat source for roasting marshmallows, S.O.S. signals, excuse for a social gathering, etc.).
Thank you.
