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                                                       28    “Are you sure you don’t want to be a third
                                                          partner?” Becky asked out on the playground at
                                                          recess. We were watching the boys play football in
                                                          the snow. The boys liked to play football in the snow
                                                          because then they could dive on the ground without
                                                          getting hurt. We liked to watch because it was funny

                                                          to see them covered in snow—especially Sam
                                                          Mercer, who rolled around so much that he looked
                                                          like a gingerbread cookie with white icing. “You’ll
                                                          have to do all that work on panda bears by yourself,”

                                                          Becky added.
                                                       29    “That’s okay,” I said. “If I want to be an author
                                                          and illustrator, I better practice as much as I can.”

                                                       30    “What if you don’t become an author and
                                                          illustrator?” Charlotte asked. “Then you would have
                                                          done all that practicing for nothing.”

                                                       31    “It won’t be for nothing,” I said, trying to feel as
                                                          brave as a tiger. “I know I’m going to be one, no
                                                          matter what.”

                                                       32    And after I said that, I did feel like a brave tiger.
                                                          What did I care about cold doors when I had fur that

                                                          was thick and warm? Just like the tiger that jumped
                                                          into the wild water because he wanted to win the
                                                          race, I was going to jump through the door and
                                                          become an author and illustrator. I wouldn’t be
                                                          afraid anymore.














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