"Where can I get spare printer cartridges?"
"It's very busy out there... I need more people."
"I'm tasked to assist the IFLA Secretary General... Nooo don't take my picture!"
"A taxi uncle brought this back. Somebody left it in his taxi" (referring to a IFLA bag)
"Where's the technician? I finally got someone to unlock the room!"
"What's your role as a volunteer?"
"I'm a maid."
"A maid?"
"I look after (an VIP delegate)."
"I'm sleepy. The delegate is sleepy..."
"Waaaah! Uuuugh!"
(Exclamations and lamentations by some volunteers when told that the opening ceremony venue looked grand; their realisation that they have to man their posts.)
Volunteers are the lifeline of IFLA conferences.
I dropped by the secret location of the IFLA volunteer HQ (just kidding about the secret location). It's normally out of bounds for delegates but my NLB colleagues let me in.
I wanted to share a peek of what goes on behind the scenes. Obviously I'm barely scratching the surface.
The official opening ceremony was about to start when I wrote this.
3,500 delegates from 120 countries.
I'm not sure how many volunteers were involved.
Thank you to each one of you.
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