Thank God that’s over with!
I was asked to do a talk to just over 35 kids at my grandson's school this morning about the differences between life in South Africa and life in Norfolk. I spoke for just under 50 minutes - thankfully my little grandson stood by my side the whole time for moral support. I could feel my face going blood red as I started but by the end, my ruddiness had calmed down to just pale panic pink. My throat kept drying up but otherwise I think I got through it okay.
The kids all seemed engaged and interested - kept asking questions and interacting with what was on my presentation board or with things I said in my talk. The three teachers present said they were impressed and that it was most interesting. I had them laughing a few times (the kids and the teachers) and my grandson's teacher asked me to leave my presentation board behind this morning, so she could show it to the kids who weren't able to see it properly.
I take bookings.