My daughter is different from me. She is our neighborhood welcoming committee. She never misses an opportunity to meet a new friend at the park, at the store, or through our living room windows. Frankly I get a kick out of it.
That isn’t me. In classic librarian fashion, I’m more introverted. Sure, I’ve gotten pretty decent at faking extroversion over the years. I can hold my own in a trade show booth and enjoy it, and I’ve done a fair amount of public speaking. But I’m far from greeting random passersby out my windows. And given the choice, I’d probably sit in the grass with a good book rather than approach strangers at a park.
My daughter’s extroverted tendencies–and I always speak of these traits as tendencies rather than absolutes–are delightful and at times nerve-wracking. Sometimes putting yourself out there can hurt. Sometimes people are mean. Usually, though, saying hello is great. You might make a new friend, learn something new, or travel on an adventure. Like Ruby in Philip Stead’s new picture book Hello, My Name is Ruby.
Ruby is a little bird who says hello to every bird she meets. Usually, it’s awesome.
But every once in a while, it isn’t, and Ruby feels a bit sad.
It’s an ode to the extroverted. Just like Eileen Spinelli’s When No One is Watching is an ode to the introverted. Together, the books make a an opportunity to appreciate everyone’s tendencies.
Miss last month’s Book Pick? See Mouse Bird Snake Wolf by David Almond