(This library is yours. Take care of it, it's the future of your children.)
From a library in San Juan Planes, a small town in Northwestern Honduras. I spent a day talking with the librarians (there are two) and hanging out with the kids. Lots of good ideas for the library in Buena Vista. Every afternoon, one grade from the local school gets to spend time in the stacks. Books can't go home, unless an adult signs them out.
No library cards. Every family signs a contract to use the library and that gets attached to a book log and put in a file. The librarians gave me one of the files to take with me. It was from a woman who died.
Also learned the Honduran version of "Who stole the cookies from the cookie jar" from a group of second graders. This is how it goes:
Lena come pan en la casa de Don Juan
Lena come pan en la casa de Don Juan
Quien yo?
Si tu!
Yo no fui
Entonces quien?
Lena ate bread in Don Juan's house
Lena ate bread in Don Juan's house
Who me?
Yes you!
Couldn't be
Then who?
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