Saturday, May 2, 2015

I hate puppet shows

I didn't realize until I got there that I was going to be part of a puppet show.

Puppet shows are like foreign movies: seldom good, often horrid.

These guys were good. Silly and energizing, not gooey and moralizing. Good voices, good action, good musical sound effects. Relief.

And I wasn't really part of the show, it turns out. They introduced me and I read my book. I was like Maya Angelou on Sesame Street.

So there you go. I signed some books, talked with some kids, and fell in love with at least four toddlers.

All good.

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