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Since I moved here in Northern California I wanted to volunteer at the library, but I hesitated because I hadn’t had received my work permit yet.
Now that I’ve received my green card I dared to go to the library and inquire into volunteering…The lady at the desk was so sweet. She seemed glad to give me a phone number of a lady I was supposed to call who was in charge of volunteering team. She said that they’re looking for people who are able to volunteer on a regular basis, not just sporadically. I was so encouraged by that because I was more than available even for 4-5 day a week.
That was Thursday, yesterday. The lady on the phone didn’t sound as excited as I expected…and I was about to tell her that I would start tomorrow (Friday) if she wanted me and would be available even on the week-ends.
She asked me if I wanted my name on the waiting list…a 25 people waiting list. “Yeah, please’, I said, but I was so disappointed I felt my heart fall in my boots.

This was my library experience…I am NOT losing hope yet.
One day I am going to work there God willing…even if that requires years of volunteering.

Can’t give up my childhood dream. No way.

Since I was a kid I dreamed about being a librarian. I always loved being around books.
I started to read way before all my colleagues in first grade…I remember how shocked and pleased my teacher was to listen to me reading when the kids in my class were barely able to identify pictures correctly.
She took my hand and asked me to read in front of my aunt who happened to teach at the same school.
I started to read books I checked out at the school library in the first grade, well advanced for my age. The librarian used to say: ‘Hey, Gaby, you checked out the books just yesterday. Are you back already?!’And then she would ask me questions from the books to make sure I read all of them before allowing me to check out another ones. She told me that I was the most read kid she had had in years.

That happened in Brad, Romania more than 25 years ago.