About the Librarian
Our librarian is Mrs. Denise Purvis. She was a language arts teacher for thirteen years before becoming a librarian. Mrs. Purvis taught middle school and high school English, reading, speech, drama, art, humanities, gifted and talented, and English as a second language. She is a Louisiana native and graduate of the University of Louisiana at Lafayette. She has loved working with Cobb students for the last seven years. Mrs. Purvis also enjoys working with the teachers and presenting lessons for her students in every subject area.
Mrs. Purvis has been married to a golfer for thirty-two years. She has two grown daughters and two large, shaggy dogs. Her hobbies include travel, reading and all forms of needlecraft.
My Favorite Places
I love to travel! When I'm out on vacation, my camera is an extension of my left hand. I need my right hand for waving and greeting new friends. The world is wonderful and exciting, and I want to share it with my students at Cobb. Visit this page often to keep up with the continuing adventures of Mrs. P.
Thanksgiving in the Big Apple
This is New York City's Grand Central Station after the morning rush. People have time to say good morning and appreciate the cool, almost clear air. Snow is melting quickly. If you ask politely, perfect strangers will hold the camera so you can be in your own vacation pictures. |
Sandy, my dear friend and tour guide, bought a bag of roasted chesnuts from a street vendor. They taste dreadful, but a few in each pocket will keep your hands warm for quite a while. She warned me against street food, but the Cajun in me will try anything. |
Times Square never closes. You can see, hear, smell and taste new things at any time of the day or night. 10,000 people were still on the streets at midnight. |
Subways are just plain creepy. Below ground, New Yorkers seem afraid to look at each other. My southern smile scared some people. |
Traffic stops for me everywhere I go - as long as the light stays red. The Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade is much better on television. We couldn't see anything through all the crowds at street level. New Orleans can relax because Mardi Gras is much more fun. New Yorkers stared at me with blank expressions when I shouted, "Throw me something, Mister!" Souvenir t-shirts were on sale everywhere. |
Who doesn't love a Zamboni? I was not the only tourist who stood watching for nearly half an hour in below freezing temperatures while brushes cleaned the ice skating rink at Rockefeller Center. It's hypnotic watching the truck go round and round, back and forth, smoothing the surface. If only all the problems of the world could be so easily smoothed over! |