I’m completely library educated. I’ve never been to college. I
went down to the library when I was in grade school in Waukegan, and in
high school in Los Angeles, and spent long days every summer in the
library. I used to steal magazines from a store on Genesee Street, in
Waukegan, and read them and then steal them back on the racks again.
That way I took the print off with my eyeballs and stayed honest. I
didn’t want to be a permanent thief, and I was very careful to wash my
hands before I read them. But with the library, it’s like catnip, I
suppose: you begin to run in circles because there’s so much to look at
and read. And it’s far more fun than going to school, simply because you
make up your own list and you don’t have to listen to anyone. When I
would see some of the books my kids were forced to bring home and read
by some of their teachers, and were graded on—well, what if you don’t
like those books?
I am a librarian. I discovered me in the
library. I went to find me in the library. Before I fell in love with
libraries, I was just a six-year-old boy. The library fueled all of my
curiosities, from dinosaurs to ancient Egypt. When I graduated from high
school in 1938, I began going to the library three nights a week. I did
this every week for almost ten years and finally, in 1947, around the
time I got married, I figured I was done. So I graduated from the
library when I was twenty-seven. I discovered that the library is the
real school.
―
Ray Bradbury
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