The other day, it was a picture with a story below. Natalie wouldn't let me read it until she'd grabbed her crayons and finished the drawing at the dining room table.
Then she read it to me. And when she was done, she looked up at me, over her glasses like an adult would pausing from the newspaper.
"My name is Natalie. I am six yrers old. I am a littie gril. I like to go to the zoo because it is fun. I like to do my best."
Natalie and me on the grass; the sign says pink "because me and Mama like pink"
Of course I told her I loved it.
"You do like to do your best, don't you?" I asked.
She nodded.
The day before I started my new job I told Natalie I was nervous. She considered this, and then gave me a piece of advice I have followed every day of the last two weeks - during which much of the time I've had no idea what people were talking about and felt like I'd parachuted into a foreign country.
"I was scared for first grade. But I'm not scared anymore," Natalie said.
"Just do Mama's best and work hard."
So every day I'm doing Mama's best. I'm so proud of my littie gril.
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