Thursday, January 19, 2012

The Library

The library is more than just a place where they keep the books. For me, it is a place of refuge, somewhere safe to hide and the chaos can't find me. It is a place that most students generally avoid, as if the books carried some mysterious disease. Like, if they enter, they would be infected and suddenly become *shudder* literate. Not for me though. As Jane Smiley says, "Many people, myself among them, feel better at the mere sight of a book."

Most of the time, the school library provides a quite calm difficult to find in the pandemonium of the crowded corridors. But, sometimes, there comes a group traipsing in which is not aware that the world does not in fact revolve around them. They settle themselves next to some poor soul who is trying to be productive, and proceed to speak with violent noise and raucous laughter. And, it seems that that poor soul is usually me. Don't they know its not polite to distract a person with ADD? Shameful, shameful behavior. Can't they wreak havoc elsewhere?

Then there was this week. As I stated previously, I have Road early in the morning. When finished, we arrive back at the school in so timely a manner as to leave me several minutes with which I can do nothing but wander the halls. Then, I find myself where else but the library? Now, thats not so bad is it? But for someone who has adopted a room, calls it their own, and spent nearly everyday of the last two years there, suddenly finds their precious haven past the occupational limit and brimming with such noise, mightn't they be a little irked? Its not a rational thing, but the territorial feeling I get is not something easily ignored. How dare someone disrupt my quiet respite? What, in the name of all that is good in this world, do they think they are doing sitting at my table, in my chair?

Alas, it is not within my power to ban these ruffians and hooligans from the residence of ink and paper. But, perhaps... Someday.... I guess I'll have to wait until I rule the world. Then it shall be decreed that all must learn sign language and be fitted with a muzzle upon entry to a library.

No comments:

Post a Comment