Let Every Child Have a Name, and was at the Western Washington SCBWI conference in Redmond to talk to - and draw with - children's book authors and illustrators, and to the Center for Disease Control in Atlanta, to speak about measles during World Immunization Week. The first day home I visited the Berkeley Carroll School in Brooklyn and shared pictures and stories with first, second and third graders.
I have been fed and feted, seen such sights as the gum wall in Seattle and the Emergency Control Room at the CDC, spent time with esteemed Lions and Mac Barnett, and admired the drawings of artists aged 5 to... well... it wouldn't have been polite to ask.
now, tomorrow I am off to India. My daughter, Olive and I will be
accompanying the Measles and Rubella Initiative and Unicef on a mission
to Uttar Pradesh to observe routine immunizations.
I have never been to India, but have wanted to go for ever. Mark Twain called it,
India! the land of dreams and romance, of fabulous wealth and
fabulous poverty, of splendor and rags, of palaces and hovels, of famine
and pestilence, of genii and giants and Aladdin lamps, of tigers and
elephants, the cobra and the jungle, the country of a hundred nations
and a hundred tongues, of a thousand religions and two million gods,
cradle of the human race, birthplace of human speech, mother of history,
grandmother of legend, great-grandmother of tradition... the one land that all men
desire to see, and having seen once, by even a glimpse, would not give
that glimpse for the shows of all the rest of the globe combined.
can't imagine all the things we'll see, but we'll be documenting with
camera and pencils, and I'll try to post some of it here, (and on
facebook and twitter.)
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
I'm delighted to be part of the inaugural Downtown Literary Festival, presented by McNally Jackson and Housing Works Bookstore. Click on the poster above for event details. I'll be telling some stories from the subway and signing copies of Missed Connections around 4pm this Sunday, April 14. Hope to see you there. Oh, and if you are one of the people who emailed asking if I might ever be in a place where they might also be, and if one of us (you) had the subway poster and the other (me) had a pen, if I might sign the said poster, then Yes! This could well be one of those times.
It would be my pleasure.