The Cat in the Hat was back again last week. Mom hung out with him at her old school where she used to be a teacher. She read stories and poems to some third graders for Dr. Seuss’s Birthday. She did not read Cat in the Hat, AND thank goodness she didn’t bring him home with her. Cats are dangerous. They could scratch my nose, or I could accidentally chew them like a squeaky toy.
Mom likes reading stories to kids. She said, “It makes me feel like a teacher again.” and “Those third graders were great listeners and LOTS of fun.” and “Why does this squirrel only have three legs?”
I don’t know why Mom had to go to school to read. She reads stories out loud to herself all the time around here. Today, she read one story that she wants to show to her writing group named DavidLaurieandOtherDavid. Then she read a story that she wants to send to a publisher. Then she read another story that she is entering in a contest. Stories, stories, stories!
In a couple of weeks, Mom will go to visit some kids and librarians at a middle school. I will look out the window with my sad face on and watch her leave. She will talk about being an author AND read them stories! Soon after that, she will go to visit some 5th graders, and guess what she’ll do there. Read stories AGAIN!
I can’t wait till Mom’s story about me gets published. Then I will not watch sadly out the window. I will go with her and we will read stories to the kids together.