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We Had a Plan

When Rene and I talked about reading Measuring Day to a class, we thought it would be an easy feat. After all, I was already volunteering in my daughter's class. The book was a little old for her grade level, but surely if I could work something out with a second or third grade teacher. No? There was no interest. Barely a response.

Alright, Stefanie, you can do this. Time for Plan B. Plan B required my usual partner in crime. That's right, I called my sister. Together, we make magic happen.

Alright, what's it going to take? Fingerprints. Background check. Being confused for my sister at the school office at least twice. I considered a few times if they would actually notice that I wasn't my sister, but that seemed a step too far.

Then there was the waiting. Waiting for a time between reading units so there was time in the schedule. At last the day arrived and the timing was perfect. One mad dash after dropping kids off at school and there I was, finally, reading to my nephew's class.

I love the message of Measuring Day, and the kids loved the book. The illustrations are lovely and silly and engaging. We talked about the difference between people who help you be the best you can be and people who don't know you who judge you unfairly. How can you tell the difference?

As I grew up in the wonderful world of Mr. Rogers, I ended my time with my favorite quote:

You've made this day a special day, by just your being you. There's no one in this whole world like you, and I like you just the way you are.

Then, of course, I made the mad dash back to pick up my kids. The perfect plan.


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