Northern District Daycare?
Posted by Gary Johnston
I am breathing at the Northern District Library while they renovate the North York Central Library. Who are they? The people working for the company owned by a relative of some high-ranking city bureaucrat. You know how it works . . .
“We have lots of money left over in this year’s budget. If we don’t use it, then we won’t get as much money for our budget next year. What will we do?”
“I know. I have a relative who owns a renovation company. Let’s use up the money renovating the North York Central Library . . . “
But I digress.
Unlike the North York Central Library, the Northern District Library is only one floor. That means that the Children’s Section is close to every other section. All day parents arrive with their babies, tots, toddlers, mud puppies and rug rats to use the Children’s Section. It’s like a daycare! But all you hear are babies crying and children whining. Where is the laughter? Where is the children’s laughter?
I enjoy silence, but the sound of children’s laughter electrifies the air. It’s inspirational! So far, no laughter. Lots of crying and whining, but no laughter.
Does that say something about human nature? Lots of crying and whining with no laughter.
Here’s something to laugh at. I’m whining about too much whining. How ironic!