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Red Carpet = Sweaty palms

For my first slice I thought I would share the piece I used for a minilesson that I taught on Monday with 3rd grade. 

I felt nervous as I scooted over the seat to the door of the very long limo. I knew the moment I stepped outside I would be greeted with cheers, photographs and video cameras. I took a deep breath as I grabbed my husband’s hand and stepped out. I immediately was relieved to see that the large group of people that should have been waiting for us outside were not. It had been raining pretty badly so they had to wait inside. *cue sigh of relief. 

There were cameras, however, asking us for pictures and recording our every move. I tried to dodge them but being so that my husband was the one who was being celebrated, they wanted a picture of him with his wife.  We proceeded to  walk the long path of the mushy red carpet that had gotten wet from the rain. As we walked closer to the door I started to hear clapping and cheering. My palms started to sweat. I had to recite something in my head over and over again just to get me through what was about to happen. "Two minutes and it's over... Two minutes and it's over..." 

We get to the doorway, immediately there were people calling our names and saying; "Way to go Ransey" (Ransey is my husband). One person had a sign that said; "Ransey is my homeboy." I started to feel a little better as people were giving me high-fives and saying hello. We got to the bottom of the very large stairs. I knew once we reached the top we would have to take a picture and then it would all be over. "One more minute... One more minute..." 

As we walked up the stairs I finally began to smile. I knew we were reaching the end! We reached the top, said hello to the CEO's and Co-Chairmen of the company and then posed for our group picture. I was relieved when the photographer said "Ok! Photo session over!. This meant we could go off and begin the tour of the campus and I could get away from the attention of the crowd of people. 


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  1. I'm so proud of you with your first slice! Amazing writing - I could picture everything you were saying!

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  2. The kids loved this slice! They told me all about it!

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  3. So proud of you for not only powering through your nervousness for this moment, but also having the courage to share it with us. Nobody's alone with anxiety and nerves!

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