This past February, I went back for Round Two of Read Across America at Highgate Elementary … which means either I’m getting braver, or the kids didn’t scare me off after my first experience last year. Jury’s still out. 

 

If you’ve never walked into a classroom full of elementary kids as “the guest reader,” let me paint the picture. You’re instantly the most interesting person in the room … well, for about 12 seconds. Then the real questions start flying. “How old are you?” “Do you make your magazine all by yourself?” “Are you famous?” (I told them yes, but only in very specific neighborhoods.) They’re curious, unfiltered, and absolutely locked in on their guest readers – which makes it equal parts fun and mildly terrifying. 

 

I brought along a book from my own childhood, Indian Two Feet and His Horse, which I probably read a hundred times growing up. There’s something pretty special about sharing a story that meant something to you at their age … and watching a whole new group of kids lean in the same way you once did. Either that, or they were just impressed I didn’t need help turning the pages. 

 

The lineup of fellow guest readers was pretty impressive, too. Firefighters, SWAT team members, military personnel, cheerleaders, athletes, Mrs. Bakersfield … and then me, your friendly neighborhood magazine guy trying to keep up. Let’s just say I didn’t bring a siren, a uniform, or a crown – but I did bring my enthusiasm and (I think) a decent voice for the character, Indian Two Feet. 

 

At the end of the morning, the best part wasn’t the reading; it was the reminder. It’s refreshing to see that these kids are wired for curiosity, imagination, and a good story. And if we can play even a small part in keeping that alive, even better. 

 

I survived again. And if they’ll have me back … I just might go for Round Three next year.