With the holiday season in full swing, a wave of nostalgia has swept through the Ogden home, which we rode home to my parents’ house for Thanksgiving last weekend. While there, my mom and I dug through some of the old boxes my parents had been storing for me, for two decades (thanks, guys!).
In between the old report cards, class photos, Reflections contest entries and short stories I’d fumbled through, we found a letter from one of my childhood idols, Ann M. Martin. In fourth grade, the enrichment program I was in hosted “Night of the Notables,” where all of the students researched and presented on a person of our choice, science-fair style, with those awesome tri-fold poster boards. Other students chose athletes, inventors, presidents, and celebrities. I chose Ms. Martin, author of the Baby-Sitters Club books, which I can safely say were among the most important non-living things in my pre-tween life.
So, you can imagine how much love a nine-year-old girl has for someone when they decide to make her the subject of a major school project. I wrote to Ann M. Martin with a few questions, and – holy ish, you guys, I can still barely believe it – she wrote back. And it wasn’t just a short, auto-reply. No, there was some substance to it:
Here are some highlights:
(In case anyone was wondering, I got an A on the project.)