Not every student walk into the library ready to read. Some arrive reluctantly, like they’re being dragged to the dentist. Some wander in by accident, probably thinking it’s the cafeteria. And some come out of habit, just enjoying the quiet or the comfy chairs.
One day, a student came up to me holding a thick novel and said very seriously,
“Ma’am, I think this book is trying to trick me.”
I asked how. She whispered,
“It says it’s exciting… but what if it’s boring halfway?”
A week later, the same student returned and said, “Ma’am… it wasn’t boring. In fact, I couldn’t put it down!”
Another student came to me holding a thick adventure novel and said,
“Ma’am, I usually don’t read, but this guy survived a volcano, pirates, and a flood… so I think I can survive one homework assignment.”
I shrugged and let him borrow it. A few days later, he came back, eyes wide: “Ma’am! I didn’t even notice lunch, homework, or my noisy little brother – I was living the adventure!”
Moments like these remind me that when a student finds a book that speaks to them, reading becomes personal, not compulsory. The library isn’t just a place with shelves of books – it’s a place where each student can find their own story, and every tiny discovery feels like a small victory. One minute they’re rolling their eyes at reading, and the next they’re whispering, “Just one more chapter…”
Watching those tiny, sneaky transformations is one of the best parts of being in the library.
Dhanya Pramod – Senior Wing Library
