|The Auld School Librarian in her natural habitat...totally not posing or anything|
I have recently received notice from San Jose State that I have officially graduated! Now that I am in proud possession of an MLIS I can call myself a librarian. This is a big milestone for me, so I thought it merited a re-branding of my blog. I only came up with the "Sassy Shelver" moniker because I couldn't call myself a librarian at the time and because between my jobs at a library and a book shop I was in fact doing a lot of shelving. Now however, I rarely shelve books so it no longer seems right to call myself by that name. So after a Skype conference with my good friend Laura spit-balling some ideas I came up with "Auld School Librarian."
I like this name for many reasons. Firstly, I do like to sew, write letters, play backgammon, and engage in other pastimes from, well, the past. I enjoy retro clothing styles, I shun contacts in favor of glasses, and I wear my hair long and often in braids. Secondly, in many ways I am a stereotypical 'old school' librarian: I wear the aforementioned glasses, I have a cat, I am shy around strangers, I generally dress conservatively and sometimes even wear my hair in a bun. Thirdly, I work in an elementary school so I thought it would be clever.
I was going to use 'old school librarian,' but there was already a blogger blog with that name (and one post from 2005, but still crouching on the domain) so possibly because it was so recently the new year with the annual singing of 'Auld Lang Syne' I thought of solving my problems with Scotch. In the end I'm glad that someone was crouching on the 'old school librarian' name because 'auld school' is more unique and it gives a little nod to my Scottish friends. I've visited them the past two summers for about a month each time and thoroughly enjoyed myself. Both because of the company and the country. Hopefully I will visit them again this summer. The picture I'm using as the background (and the one at the top of this post) is actually a picture of me in Scotland, at my favorite castle, Dunottar. So even though I am not myself Scottish I feel at least slightly justified in using a Scottish word in my title.
|I look down my glasses at you!|
Outside of Amsterdam's public library.
Finally, I know from reading That Book Woman by Heather Henson to classes that old-school librarians are actually pretty tough cookies. The pack horse librarians of the Appalachians traveled miles by horse, mule, and foot across rivers, mountains, and rocky terrain to reach remote houses and schools. Plus, Casanova was apparently a librarian. So really, old-school librarians aren't the stereotypical shushers people seem to think of them as, and I am proud to number myself among their company.
|My bedroom Senior year of undergrad.|
Wearing my 'baby got books' t-shirt, sitting under my 'people who really love books read naked' poster, and generally looking stereotypical.