Holy cow—the high school librarian’s intense, but in a good way. It's a striking contrast because I come from such a low-energy, PO'd workplace. Oh, yeah, and she's super smart. We'll skip over the fact that it took me an HOUR to get there from work (at least I won't have to do that again). . . I have to thank Lizzie for her prayers—I don’t think it was a coincidence that I was able to snag the only open visitor parking space, right next to a little red car with a bumper sticker that read, “Before I formed you in the womb, I knew you—God”! I guess the Lord knew I was coming.
The library is beautiful. Along with the standard library fare/stacks and computer rooms, there is a student art gallery and it is decorated throughout with students' work. (This appeals to me because art was the dominating force in my high school experience.) There's a lot of technology that I'd have to get up to speed on, but I'm a pretty quick learner with that stuff.
So I got about 25 minutes with her--she had to run at 3:00. I think I did O.K.—Prof. D. had told me to be myself, so I pretty much was. She said I should just let her know if it's something I want to do. . . which seemed weird to me. (Why would I have asked in the first place?) It's obvious she's been burned before by personality conflicts with student teachers—she asked me if I was scared of teenagers. Without missing a beat, I replied, “I don’t see any reason I would have to be.” Right answer. That’s one of those times I did O.K. just being myself and saying what I thought, without censoring myself. Whew. I think she's also concerned because she has a speaking/writing gig on the side. She mentioned she might be out pretty much every Friday on that front. But there's other staff in the library so it's not as if I'd be left to run it. She also mentioned a guest blog (Oo! Oo!).
I managed to snag Prof. D. when I got home (she just got into TX for a conference) and she was glad I went (and that I thought to call her afterwards). She's going to call me on Monday to go over in more detail what exactly is going down with the Field Study. She also mentioned that the school district for my elem. experience was giving her a hard time about setting it up, but she seems pretty sure it will get straightened out. I'll have whatever confidence/optimism drugs she's having.
So, I survived the meeting--the nervousness is starting to dissipate. Now I'm off to prepare for tomorrow's yard sale, and I am dreading the sizzle factor tomorrow. Stupid June. But it'll probably be fun anyway.