Yesterday, after a two-day break from Bookstore Land, I returned -- just in time for the long-anticipated Fairy Dancing Party.
A sort of expectant air had hovered about the bookstore all day. Carol was fluttering around planning and constructing little fairies out of left-over pipe cleaner, silk flowers and ribbon that she'd dredged up from somewhere about the store. I was amazed with the end result. She'd just made it up as she went along, and the final fairies were absolutely charming.
My very important duty was to draw the fairy-dancing circle out of pavement chalk, which was done, upon Carol's instruction, by tying string to one end of the chalk and having Tasha serve as the compass point by holding it while standing still as I squatted and scuttled around her in a circle.
It was a workout -- my legs haven't squatted for so long since I stopped playing field hockey.
Anyway, around 3, the store began to fill with tutu-clad, wing-wearing girls and their parents, and I myself donned a pair of wings and a fluffy tulle skirt.
Then Carol summoned the fairies to the parking lot, where members of a local dance school lead them in tap, jazz, salsa, ballet, rock and "disco" dancing. After, Carol lead them on a "fairy hunt," inspired by the book "The Tiptoe Guide to Tracking Fairies," and served them tiny fairy treats.
I can't wait to see what this job asks me to do next . . .
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