Library wishlist (part 3)

 T set about dismantling the library, to make it T's room. Now that S was gone, T could do whatever she liked. T had broadly hinted to S that she was going to make it into a classroom, but S, being naive, didn't pick up the hint early on and had kept on doing her library job, doing librarian things, reading books and what not, and generally being a nuisance in the school by writing her interminable novel emails. Which nobody read, because they didn't have time. 

T couldn't handle all that reading at once. She would have to wear her glasses, to see the words, and that would make her look like a nerd. 

That was the other thing, S was known for her crazy librarian outfits. One time she came to school wearing all stripes. No teacher would wear such a get up like they were in jail. Teachers usually wore their own uniform consisting of denim jacket, black leggings, and white brand name sneakers. Or their sports gear. S would wear polka dots, or she would dress like Santa's little helper, or fairy wings and bunny slippers.  Of course nobody said anything to her face. It was all kind of a bit...attention seeking. Like she was a middle child or something. Who always knew the answers to everything. So annoying! She had also encouraged the children to wear glasses. But that just made them believe they were smarter than the teachers..and if there's anything that a teacher doesn't like, the one pet hate they had was a kid being smart to them! 

Anyway, no matter. T made all the teachers wear florescent vests with their names on the back, to look like traffic wardens. The school needed some law and order, otherwise it would drown under a tide of plastic juicie wrappers.  S never got one because she was never on duty in the playground, she was always in the library.

 But now there would be no library, because it was going to be T's room. T took down the 'Yes we are open/closed' shop sign in the window. She pushed all the book shelves back to the wall and covered them with cloth so that nobody could touch the books, there were far too many of them, and they were distracting! 

Mr Muggs was watching all this activity from the corner where the red bean bags were. He wondered when S was coming back to feed him more Fancy Feast, because T was totally ignoring him.  He had heard T speak with the SPCA on the phone, and was alarmed when he heard there was going to be a dog in the library. Pablo the mouse wouldn't like that!