I completed a similar blog post to a British blogging-your-job incentive a couple of months back (I'm the fourth one down) when I was greener in this role. I'm happy to say I'm a little more confident that I know what I'm doing, thankfully, but as with any librarian role, there is always a learning curve as it's an evolving job.
I got into Librarianship by accident. I've loved books since my tweens but its not a career move I thought much about. Like most people I didn't realise it was a qualification. I had great plans of back-dooring it into St Pats when I didn't get the points required to go directly into primary teaching. The day I failed miserably at that interview was one of the worst days in my history although the worst was yet to come when I realised the other avenue at teaching, a PHD to lecturing was very expensive and in Maynooth they were looking for first's to be even considered.
I was unemployed and not in college for nearly a whole year and horribly depressed when I decided to try and at least do work experience somewhere as I wasn't getting a job.
Lots of places weren't willing to take the risk on me but the beyond words kindness of the women at Westmeath County Council library is what saved my future in a way. They of course asked if I was looking for experience in conjunction with doing the course at UCD, which I didn't have a clue about but to appear ambitious I said I was thinking about it.
The following six weeks were some of the most fulfilling of my life. Volunteering at Oxfam previous to this gave me some sense of purpose but it was only 8 hours a week and this was like a proper job. I wasn't getting paid but my God I didn't care. I realised nothing was better than helping people borrow books. The social aspect I loved in Oxfam was made 10 times better. Especially when the school children came in, which was the highlight of my week. I realised that I could find my own little things to do and I was encouraged to make my own projects. They were nothing ground-breaking- a display on gardening books, keeping the Teen section in order with relevant books on display - but I felt like I was contributing to the place. I enjoyed knowing I'd helped someone find what they were looking for. I especially loved directing young children to their first book, particularly if they were Harry Potter reading age!
The next step was the hard one. I had savings my Dad had set up for me to afford the cost, but the idea of doing a €6000 course on how to be the grumpy lady who stamped your book at the library didn't go down well. I wasn't told an outright no, I was an adult and it was put by for me, but I was sighed at and told IT was the future and I should do something there. I eventually gave in to that idea half way through my Information and Library Studies course and did a certificate in computing science, but I can say with feeling that coding is not for me!
Two years later I came out the other end with the GDip LIS and thanks to some friends' advice about volunteering one evening a week at IBAT, I was on the road to where I ended up - as a Librarian after only two years as a library assistant. To be fair, the support I didn't get at the start arrived soon enough after. I wouldn't be where I am without the support and love of my family and friends.
This was supposed to be a post about my job, what I love about it, what I do, but it became about the road. I'm sure I can bore you all with a post about all that soon though.
I got into Librarianship by accident. I've loved books since my tweens but its not a career move I thought much about. Like most people I didn't realise it was a qualification. I had great plans of back-dooring it into St Pats when I didn't get the points required to go directly into primary teaching. The day I failed miserably at that interview was one of the worst days in my history although the worst was yet to come when I realised the other avenue at teaching, a PHD to lecturing was very expensive and in Maynooth they were looking for first's to be even considered.
I was unemployed and not in college for nearly a whole year and horribly depressed when I decided to try and at least do work experience somewhere as I wasn't getting a job.
Lots of places weren't willing to take the risk on me but the beyond words kindness of the women at Westmeath County Council library is what saved my future in a way. They of course asked if I was looking for experience in conjunction with doing the course at UCD, which I didn't have a clue about but to appear ambitious I said I was thinking about it.
The following six weeks were some of the most fulfilling of my life. Volunteering at Oxfam previous to this gave me some sense of purpose but it was only 8 hours a week and this was like a proper job. I wasn't getting paid but my God I didn't care. I realised nothing was better than helping people borrow books. The social aspect I loved in Oxfam was made 10 times better. Especially when the school children came in, which was the highlight of my week. I realised that I could find my own little things to do and I was encouraged to make my own projects. They were nothing ground-breaking- a display on gardening books, keeping the Teen section in order with relevant books on display - but I felt like I was contributing to the place. I enjoyed knowing I'd helped someone find what they were looking for. I especially loved directing young children to their first book, particularly if they were Harry Potter reading age!
The next step was the hard one. I had savings my Dad had set up for me to afford the cost, but the idea of doing a €6000 course on how to be the grumpy lady who stamped your book at the library didn't go down well. I wasn't told an outright no, I was an adult and it was put by for me, but I was sighed at and told IT was the future and I should do something there. I eventually gave in to that idea half way through my Information and Library Studies course and did a certificate in computing science, but I can say with feeling that coding is not for me!
Two years later I came out the other end with the GDip LIS and thanks to some friends' advice about volunteering one evening a week at IBAT, I was on the road to where I ended up - as a Librarian after only two years as a library assistant. To be fair, the support I didn't get at the start arrived soon enough after. I wouldn't be where I am without the support and love of my family and friends.
This was supposed to be a post about my job, what I love about it, what I do, but it became about the road. I'm sure I can bore you all with a post about all that soon though.
Great post, looking forward to hearing about the other stuff later.
ReplyDeleteThanks Niamh, I'm still getting there.
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