"Who are you? Who are they?" the children ask. The man says, "I am a librarian, a bibliotecario , and these are my donkeys, Alfa and Beto. Welcome to Biblioburro , my biblioteca ." "But, Señor ," Ana says, "I thought libraries were only in big cities and buildings." "Not this one," says the librarian. "This is a moving library." Then he spreads out his books and invites the children to join him under a tree. Excerpted from Waiting for the Biblioburro/Esperando el Biblioburro: (Spanish-English Bilingual Edition) by Monica Brown All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.