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This is my first memory: A big room with heavy wooden tables that sat on a creaky wood floor A line of green shades—bankers' lights—down the center Heavy oak chairs that were too low or maybe I was simply too short For me to sit in and read So my first book was always big In the foyer up four steps a semi-circle desk presided To the left side the card catalogue On the right newspapers draped over what looked like a quilt rack Magazines face out from the wall The welcoming smile of my librarian The anticipation in my heart All those books—another world—just waiting At my fingertips.
— Nikki Giovanni • My First Memory (Of Librarians)
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