Wednesday, May 27, 2009

School Visits: Have your answers ready

Yesterday, my son volunteered in a second-grade classroom.  As soon as he entered, a hand shot up.

"Can we ask him questions?" 
"Huh? Can we?" 

The teacher knew enough not to say no. So my eighteen-year-old son was bombarded with  these inquisitive missiles:

"What's your favorite color?"  Blue.

"What's your favorite food?" Pizza.

"When was your first kiss?"  Whaa...t?  I don't know how he answered that. He didn't tell me. 

One girl proudly told him that EVERYTHING he liked, she liked too.  And then they all proceeded to quiz him on whether or not he knew their older brothers or sisters.

It was very amusing to hear my son tell the story of his introduction, and I responded with something like: welcome to the world of school visits.  Except as an author, kids don't want to know if I know their siblings. They want to know if I know R.L. Stine or Judy Blume.  Truly, if that line of questioning opens up, I can't stop it. The litany of "Do you know?" goes on and on and on while I desperately try to divert the conversation back on course.  

I wonder if kids think all authors live on the same street. Or work in the same large, comfy building.  Or meet each other in the park for a game of freeze tag. That would be fun.   


  1. Oh! A giant game of freeze tag! That sounds like fun!

  2. Sara,

    Some of the really young children think that their teachers actually live at school.

  3. Elaine, yes, I can imagine that's true!

  4. Oh, and Christine: TAG! You're it!

  5. Wait - if I'm tagged in Freeze Tag, aren't I frozen? Someone has to untag me - or something. I'm losing track of the rules of tag.

  6. I'll unfreeze you, Christine.

    But, um, I still think all the other writers know each other and play freeze tag. Don't they?

  7. The kids I meet also think every children's author knows every other one.

    They always want to tell me stories about when they were sick. I wonder why?

  8. I tell the kids I know Sara Lewis Holmes, and then I show them that snazzy photo of me and YOUR BOOK, Sara!


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