Hello again! Today I'm writing to you from New Richmond High School. I just fished my last talk and I thought I'd write another blog entry to fill you in on my adventures. It snowed up here eysterday morning, but it's bright and sunny today, so the Gaspe looks even more beautiful!
Yesterday, I spoke at New Carlisle High School.There were also students there from Shigawake PortDaniel School. One student I met was named Chancy. I thought that'd be a cool name to use in a book some day. This is what Chancy's dad told her about how she got her name: "One chance without protection!" You know how I'm obsessed with body language? Well, yesterday, I met a boy named Mike who was doing something interesting with his wood beaded choker -- he ws pulling it up over his chin until the choker wouldn't budge. After my talk, Mike kindly offered me his choker. He told me he got it last year at a school auction for 50 cents. I wouldn't take it -- but I thought it was very sweet of him to offer it to me!!
Today, I started my day at Escuminac Intermediate School. I met a girl named Audrey who writes stories on a website called fanfiction. You can look for hers under the section called Avatar: The Last Air Bender. Go to M and look for Pasts Die Hard. An intersting thing I noticed about Audrey is that she wears two colours of nail polish: blue and red. I also met a girl named Courtney, who took notes for the rest of the group using a pen with purple feathers on it. Then I visited Mr. Roussy's class. One of the students there, Kaitlyn, told me she'd read my book Scarred -- even though she is only 11 years old. A guy named Cody has a very cool Mohawk haircut. His cousin Gabrielle helped him style his hair this morning on the bus -- on their way to school.
I finished up here at New Richmond School. The students had prepared questions for me -- and they even made me a Welcome poster which I packed up and will hang on the wall of my office at home. A girl named Sierra told me something really interesting about herself: "I wear my underwear inside-out for good luck!!" Also a boy named Jordan asked me a very intesting question: "What do you like better -- reading or writing?" I had to admit that I didn't know the answer. I love both of those things. And for me, they're deeply related. When I read, I think about the kinds of choices the writer made: who's the narrator? why start the book where he or she started it? So even when I read, I'm thinking about writing. Okay, gotta go -- I've got the rest of the afternoon off. Guess what I'm going to do? Read and write!!!