On Friday, I took the babies to the library to see a performance. I am careful to buckle them in.
An actor was doing a story about a guy named Hamlet who is trying to find out who killed his father. (His father is a ghost now.) But then Hamlet got mixed up with some pirates. There were lots of kids there, including my friends Sylvia and Regan. (Meema was sitting in a chair back with the grownups and she had the babies.) We sat and watched and laughed and then . . .
...Hamlet needed our help! I was one of the kids he picked to be dragons. I do not have stage fright. When I was little, I did, but last summer I went to theater camp and learned not to have stage fright.
It was fun being a dragon. But one very lucky girl got to sword fight with Hamlet. (They were blow-up swords, so no one got hurt.)When the play was over and everybody clapped, it was time to go to the playground! We had a picnic and I played with some kids and then went inside and played checkers with a girl, and I picked out nine books to take home. Our library is the best!
