This year, I’m ...
The Girl With The Green Ribbon Around Her Neck.
The Girl With The Green Ribbon Around Her Neck.
TGWTGRAHN has a special significance for me.
When I was a kid, my dad came to school to read to the class.
He didn’t know what story to read, but I always enjoyed the stories from In a Dark, Dark Room. So he brought that book with him.
He didn’t know what story to read, but I always enjoyed the stories from In a Dark, Dark Room. So he brought that book with him.
He decided to read “The Green Ribbon” — and he wasn’t sure if it was the right choice.
Like, do a bunch of four- and five-year-olds need to hear a story as ... intense as that one?
Like, do a bunch of four- and five-year-olds need to hear a story as ... intense as that one?
He read it anyway.
He got to the last page, and read, “And Jenny’s head fell off.”
He got to the last page, and read, “And Jenny’s head fell off.”
The room was quiet.
For two or three seconds, no one said anything.
For two or three seconds, no one said anything.
Then, one of the boys shouted, “READ IT AGAIN!”
And — of course — he did.
My dad is a great storyteller.
He delights in a good story.
And he was thrilled that the story went over so well — that the kids enjoyed it so much.
He delights in a good story.
And he was thrilled that the story went over so well — that the kids enjoyed it so much.
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A couple of pics from tonight.
This wig has me wanting to go blonde.
This wig has me wanting to go blonde.
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