By Jody Worsham
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When my
eight-year-old said he volunteered me as the Dynasty lady to do face painting
at his school’s annual field day, I was flattered. I had visions of a mature Linda Evans in a
designer gown, dripping in diamonds painting unicorns and fairies on sweet
little faces; so of course, I said yes. Then he asked me if I knew how to paint a
good duck, and the other shoe fell. I lied
and said yes.
I signed up
for a two hour session; that way I had a way out if needed. Face painting would involve sitting down,
under a shade. How hard could that be? Besides, I already had my own brushes.
I arrived
early as instructed with paint brushes in hand and my Shakespeare printed apron
on. My three other face painters and I were taken outdoors to a covered area
with tables and chairs. The lady in
charge gave us our instructions.
“We have
thirty minutes with each grade for face painting so don’t get too elaborate or
take too long with each design. Second
grade will be arriving …just….about...Now.”
And we were off.
My
eight-year-old was in the second grade group.
He spotted me right away.
“Here she is
guys. The best Duck Dynasty drawer ever. Just tell her what you want.”
I went from
visions of Linda Evans drawing cute Donald Ducks to Miss Kate drawing dead
birds and road kill.
