When I wrote my post asking you to hold my hand I received heaps of wonderful comments, facebook messages and private emails giving me advice and support.
Thankyou my lovelies, my hand was well held.
Driving into the city yesterday I was incredibly nervous but I didn’t pull a spectacular u-turn in the middle of the highway and race home and hide under my bed. Even though that is exactly what I felt like doing.
As I walked into EdZone my heart was racing, my mouth was dry and I was as red as a beetroot. I may or may not have babbled a little bit in my nervousness, I am sure I looked flustered. The staff were lovely and a seriously strong coffee sorted me out.
The young people were receptive to my ideas, they grinned at me when I said the help button on the computer was there for a reason. They enjoyed the selection of videos I showed them and I also managed to introduce a bag of plastic pollution into the conversation. I am confident that I will be able to help them make a film and I am really looking forward to next weeks session. Now the hard work really begins but I have accomplished the most difficult part and that is taking the first step.
In other news, on Friday I am going to be travelling down to the small country town of Cygnet, where I will be “Artist in Residence” at a playgroup for the morning.The”Artist in Residence” title came from the playgroup coordinator and who am I to argue with such an impressive title.
I am going to help a group of aboriginal and non aboriginal children and their parents make some rainbow serpents out of clay.
There could be up to thirty pre-school aged children at playgroup on Friday and I am seriously looking forward to this. It will be chaotic and messy and exhausting but I will be working with my best friend and small children.
I will be in my element.
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