As mentioned previously I've been feeling ambivalent about being a children's storyteller. I was thinking for my first performance I'd do my thing in front of some other iSchoolers and there would be ample room for inside jokes, 80's cultural references, and a severed head (these do often grace the Slavic tales I've been looking at).
In a fit of enthusiasm I have joined my classmates in performing at the Greenlake library later in the month. The organizers have thoughtfully invited the general public, and, apparently, a pack of kindergartners. Well nuts! I was vexed before to find an appropriate story for kids, now I am utterly flummoxed. The reality of the situation is starting to hit me. I can see their bored little eyes wandering around the room before my first minute on stage is over. I can see the nervous postures of parents and teachers as I accidentally let slip a "crap!" in the middle of my story. And I just cannot think of what I'm going to tell.
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