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Show "I don't need to famous or anything like that,"Kim said, "but I would like someone to notice me. Who wants to be a nobody?" Mrs. Parker laughed. "You know, I understand perfectly how you feel," said Mrs. Parker gazing intently at Kim. "If you promise not to tell anyone, I'll share a secret with you." "No," said Kim, practically bursting with pride that the teacher she admired most in her whole life now thought enough of her to share a secret with her. "I mean I promise." Mrs. Parker stared off into the distance, as if she were in another time and place. "I had some dreams myself when I was your age. I still do. Only they've changed somewhat. You see, I'm a writer of sorts." Mrs. Parker "had a glazed, far away look in her eyes. "When I was twelve, I wrote poetry. More than anything else in the world, I wanted to be published....and my dreams were fulfilled. The Proud Panther, our school newspaper, printed three of my poems." Then Mrs. Parker looked keenly at Kim. "And you know what?" "M-m-m uh." Kim shook her head back and forth, breathles for Mrs. Parker to continue. "I soon found that being published in the Proud Panther was not enough to satisfy my dreams. I kept writing and hoping that someone of considerably more prestige than than the school newspaper would discover my talent. I sent my poetry 151 |