The Reading Walkers
By Amy Walker You know how there’s always that one “deal breaker” when you’re playing the dating game—a qualification that the potential “other” must meet before they enter into that status of “significant”? For me, it was that he needed to be a good storyteller. Specifically, he had to be a good children’s literature storyteller. I wasn’t going to have the future father of my children not
We sat there, in our cushioned chairs reading out loud, creating voices for the characters. We were laughing or crying, and when we did both in one story, we knew it was a keeper. And I could see that he was a keeper too. Ten weeks after our first date we were married. And almost ten years later, here we are creating similar memories with our children in the Madison Library. The library is a treasure trove to my family. The books seem to whisper from all corners of the building, and my children follow their calls. Their little shoes scuffle ever so gently against the carpeted floors, trying desperately to heed my well-known rule of “walking feet in the library.” Their eager eyes scan every section, and their fingers caress the spines as we slowly float by. It’s hard to choose just a few—which is why is why we end up leaving with a backpack so full of books that it would put Santa’s own bag to shame. It was early on in my motherhood career that I started using a backpack on wheels for our trips to the library. But we still often end up leaving with the bag bursting and little arms toting such a tower of treasures that only sparkling eyes are left visible, peeping out overhead. My husband and I still go to the library for date nights sometimes. I suppose you could say it’s where our family began. And as our family continues to write our story, we will continue to read the stories here at Madison Library.
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