I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

months. I had bought a new shirt and had already privately accepted I was going to cry in public.

The auditorium held about three hundred people. I was in the seventh row, center section, with my mother on one side and my sister on the other, both ready to catch me if necessary.

The principal opened with remarks about the class, the year, and the future.continue reading …