Vestmannaeyjar, Ísland ~ August 15, 2002 | |||||
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The Nights of the Pufflings Island Library The Vestmannaeyjar Library. The bottom floor houses the library and, the top floor houses the folk museum. |
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Welcome to the library. |
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It could be a library in Maine but you're far to the north in Vestmannaeyjar. This is a professional library in a thriving fishing village. Twenty percent of Iceland's fish exports are caught here. |
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These books look familiar. And who reads them at story hour? |
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Jenný Guðmundsdóttir, Children's Librarian email her at jenny@vestmannaeyjar.is She took some photos of her husband puffin hunting. Culturally it's very similar to deer hunting in Maine. They use a long pole with a net and decoys. You can see Jenný's photos here. Their home page is here. Meanwhile, look at six-year-old Halla in the book. |
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Hey, it's sixteen-year-old Halla working at the grocery store. |
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and say, "Gjörðu svo vel," one more time. Who is her next customer? |
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Bruce and Halla. |
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In the center of town I run into two others from my book, Nights of the Pufflings, Arnar and Maria. Is he ever proud of his four-wheel truck. They're standing in front of their father's grocery store, Vörval. |
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Later that night Halla is home having a snack with her boyfriend, Valdi. She's eating hard fish. It's really good. A fish like haddock is washed in salt water and simply dried. You peel the fish off the skin and eat. It's a great protein chew. While Halla is enjoying the company of her boyfriend... |
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Pufflings are landing outside. |
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A new generation is rescuing the young birds. It's midnight and Rut from Reykjavík has got one. |
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Yes, the kids are out and about with the pufflings. I wish you could've heard Halla's father, Óli and I, laughing at ourselves, grown men, out watching for pufflings in the middle of the night. |
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