Unless you're a slicer of a certain age, you won't understand the title of this slice, but I'll enlighten you in a bit.
I awake at 5 AM, too early for Saturday morning, but decide that maybe it's the best way to get ready for the big Daylight Savings switch happening tonight. I promise myself that I'll stop reading and commenting and start my post by 5:45. I break my promise. Reading and commenting is more fun than writing.
Back to Miss Peggy's Magic Mirror and Romper Room. I remember watching two children's TV shows as a child: Captain Kangaroo and Romper Room. (You can read all about Romper Room at Wikipedia.) I always longed to be seen in the Magic Mirror as the host chanted: "Romper, stomper, bomper boo. . . "
So who do I see in my magic mirror as I stroll among your slices?
I see Leigh Anne at Notre Dame meeting Donalyn Miller.
I revisit Heidi so I can share her link with Leigh Anne.
I sit on Terje's couch in Estonia, ice skate with her 11 year old self, and see her new journal.
I read onomatapoetic poems written by Margaret's students.
I spy Elizabeth's cats covering her lap for a snow day and meet Pickles in a photo essay.
I join Stacie for a pedestrian walk, filled with "the quotidian hum of my neighborhood."
I fly with Lee Ann's Eagles in Singapore.
I ponder life changes with JoAnn and Little Man.
I follow Anita's busy day (18,000 steps, whew!).
I learn about Matt's new book Everybody Counts from Carol.
I time travel to manual typewriters and a flat behind Harrods with Celia.
So there you have it, hints of eleven posts and where I spent my early morning hours. Stay tuned for tomorrow, day 12, when I promise to visit 12 posts of new slicers.
This is my twelfth year to write a slice of life each day during the month of March. Thank
you Two Writing Teachers for creating this challenge and providing the
space and support for us year after year. And thanks to this magnificent
community for sharing stories with me and encouraging my writing life.