|Me reading about slurping spaghetti.|
I did it.
My very first school reading of Spaghetti is NOT a Finger Food and Other Life Lessons.
And I didn't faint, stumble on the way to the podium, or forget how to read English. (Although my vision did blur a few times. I was nervous, after all.)
The sweetest moment of speaking to the entire K-grade 8 school? When the kids spontaneously began clapping to the book trailer. I bopped along with them and that bouncing meatball, feeling like I was the queen of the school. I felt a lot like Connor, in Spaghetti, when he becomes the King of Robert H. Crane School.
Coolest Friday, ever.