In honor of President Obama’s inauguration, I thought it would be cool to feature my six-year-old daughter as a guest blogger since she’s one of the few people I know that has actually shaken hands with him. Below she shares her story of what it felt like to meet the President of the United States.
It was a sunny hot day. Kind of weird since it was October 25th. I was wearing this really cool shirt that my mom bought me. It said “Pretty Brown Girl for Obama.” It was also a special day because I turned 6 1/2 years old.
We were outside for at least 2 hours. The sunset was glowing and it looked BEAUTIFUL!
There were thousands of people in the crowd. Whoah! Awesome!
I had to go to the bathroom. When I got back it was crowded in our area. I cried because I got squished and I thought we lost daddy. It was the most squished I had ever been in my life!
When we got back to daddy, I saw the President’s plane land. The plane was big. Lots of people got off the plane. The President came out last.
When the President walked up the runway, everyone was taking pictures. He pointed at me, then waved to me.
Those are my little brown fingers in the picture.
The President talked about moving forward and not going back. We kept chanting “4 more years!” The crowd was going wild.
After the President finished his speech, it looked like he was going to get back on the airplane. But he really was coming around to shake hands with the people.
Dad showed him my shirt. He said it was so cute and then he shook my hand.
I felt upbeat and happy, like my favorite song was on the radio. It felt like meeting a world-renowned star. It was incredible!
My mom tried, but she didn’t get any really good pictures. She did her best.
The next morning, I found out my picture was on the internet, and mom and dad copied it.
So that’s the story about the day I met the President. I hope you have a shining moment like that one day too!
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