UPDATED 8/29: Thanks to everyone who came and enjoyed the fantastic summer evening with Sol Food, poetry, and prizes! Enjoy the pictures and some delightful videos of Billy and Chase killing it on stage (thanks, Clara!).
You may be familiar with Shmoop.com’s free study tools, which are endlessly helpful for everything from algebra to statistics. With your Mill Valley Library card, though, you can access Shmoop’s Premium content–including test prep for any AP Exam you can think of as well as SAT, ACT, and all of those other fun times standardized tests (scroll to the bottom of the page to see their complete course catalog). There’s also business and career info, writing help and much, MUCH more.
To get started…
1) Just click here
2) You will see something that looks like this:
3) Click “Let’s Go” and you will be taken to a page that looks like this:
4) Where it asks you for a “Magic Word,” enter your Library Card Number (starts with 211110)
5) Create a Username and Password
6) Click “CREATE”
After creating your account, you can log into shmoop.com with your username and password and click on “My Passes” to see your test prep!
*Don’t have a Library Card? Maybe you lost it sometime in the 5th grade? No worries. Just fill out the online application below and stop by the Library to pick up your (free!) card.
What, exactly, do you get with Shmoop’s premium content? Oh, just this:
April 3rd, 2014 at 7 PM
See what it takes to make a concert poster come alive or a t-shirt stand out! In this hands-on workshop Sam Kraus, owner of Chromaculture Screen Printing and Design, will teach you the fundamentals of screen printing. You’ll learn everything from how to create the artwork to the process of printing.
Everyone who registers will leave the workshop with their own screen-printed shirt. Registration required and space is VERY limited. Register here.
If registration is full, you can add your name to the wait-list here and we will notify you if space becomes available.
Oh, how I love thee.
When I walk onto the school campus and see you scratching your crotches while talking about sports played entirely on the internet, it makes me just want to kiss you on the spot.
Everyday when I wake up, I look at my calendar and write down my excited daily bet on what underwear you are going to wear. Because, lets face it- you wear your pants low enough for everyone to see them. Oh, and those “I Love Beer” boxers really show the mature side of you.
At several points throughout the day, I have to remind myself of how outstandingly creative your vocabulary is. You are so right- “Gay” really does describe everything.
You have opened my eyes to the world of real, meaningful music- like 2chainz and Kanye. And I hope I don’t sound creepy, but I made a playlist of your favorite songs on my iPod after I heard them playing from across the hall, from the earbuds hanging over your ears.
You must be really popular and party a lot, because beer pong shirts are only worn by the most popular and charismatic people at school.
Thanks for putting those pictures of you mooning the camera on Facebook; now, I need no longer Google search “Channing Tatum” to find pictures of some quality ass.
I know you must have giant genetalia; your beautiful penis art drawn all over your desk is clearly just representing your reality. I believe you are very experienced with women; you must have fathered over twenty kids with the amount of times I hear you yell “my boy” across school.
Damn, I wish I could just stay in High School forever just to be with you. Soon I’ll have to confront a whole other specimen… College Boys. I’m a little scared to be honest. What if they try to have intelligent, meaningful conversations with me, while respecting my rights as a young women?! I won’t know what to do.
Love forever and always,
They’re baaaaaack!! Finals Week might be here before you know it but there’s no need to panic. Your favorite pre-exam savior, The Mill Valley Public Library is here with three nights of Late Night Study Halls. During Finals Week, the Library stays open an extra two hours just for high school students who are studying for finals.
Katie refuels you with cookies and candy and provides any librarian-y resources you might need. So pack up your books, bust out the eco-friendly travel coffee thermos, and get down to the biblioteca (pop quiz, Spanish students!) for studying Mill Valley Library style.
She had grown to love the dark. Grown to love her dark mornings and dark evenings, dipped in black and glazed over with the familiar buzz of everything around her. All she knew was black. Her reds and yellows and violets were black. So were her sunsets, pink balloons and front yard full of sunflowers and marigolds. And yet, she had grown accustomed to her black curtains. She was used to hearing only the sounds of voices and the touch of the gentle world around her.
Sometimes, if she shined her father’s flashlight from under the sink and pointed it at her eyes, her black curtain would lift ever slightly, and become a lighter dark. This lighter dark was called “grey.” Black and grey. This was her pallet, and she had grown to find comfort in her boat, floating through her sea of darkness.
Her parents didn’t want her to go to school like all the other kids who could see the differences between their reds and yellows and violets. “It’d be difficult. You don’t want that. There are others options.” Options the girl didn’t want to pursue. She knew she could battle the light, live in her speck of dark and live amongst those who could see and experience what she heard and what she touched.
She asked her mother what she looked like once, reaching out to touch her mother’s face, then her own, running her fingers from her forehead to her chin. “Well, you’re beautiful,” her mother replied, touching her daughter’s hand.
“What color is that?” asked the girl.
At night, she was told the world mimicked her black curtains. The light was extinguished from the sky and replaced with her sea of black. At night the girl didn’t feel like was missing out. At last, the rest of the word experienced what she experienced, felt what she felt, and saw what she saw.