I’m a reader and during this time of hibernation before the start of my personal new year (birthday), I’ve increased my thirst for a good book. Yes, I could buy new books and donate them to Vinnies or gift them to friends when I leave and yes I’m also an e-reader with lots of books in my tablet library, but I also like to join and use Libraries in the areas where I’m staying.
This post was to be about a most impressive modern library I recently joined instead it will also describe a delightful little gem of a library I stumbled across by chance or serendipity
Bunjil place is an archictectural feat. Incorporating the Casey Cardinia Library, galleries, a theatre and cafe, you can’t help but be pleasantly overawed by the burnished spectacle which symbolises both the local terrain and the powerful myths and stories of the local Indigenous clans.
“BUNJIL THE CREATOR
Housed in such a building, the library can meet the needs of the diverse and growing South East Melbourne communities and I was pleased to find books I had wanted to read for some time available for loan. Yet on my way to return
these books, I stopped in a suburb with a small village feel and looked up to see a an old fashioned library sign
I opened the door and my! What a delightful nostalgic experience!
The library of my childhood re-emerged in look, smell and touch.
The libray of my childhood, Mosman library, was located in a spacious Victorian two story house. The Childrens’ library was located upstairs where it was said that a woman had hanged herself from the cast iron railings in the late 1880’s and her ghost haunted the building each evening-or so the sensational story went in my group of friends. I would awake from reading a book to tentaively avoid the late afternoon shadowy corners, imagining those hands of the spectre reaching for me.
It was a magical place where I spent saturday afternoons reading a wide range of books eventually graduating to the adult section.
As I explored the little Berwick library I was delighted to find that they had a wide range of older books not usually seen in today’s modern libraries which house and tend to favour the latest releases.
This library had both; the old and the new- how special! And librarians who enter your choices on a card- no modern self service machines here! As I touched and smelt the books from times past when Australia and the world was a different ( not necessarily better !)place, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for the existence of this unique repository of delight, learning and pleasure open to all at no cost to the borrower.