Who Me?

Last week I woke up Wednesday morning and I could not open my eyes. I soon realized that I had slept in my contacts. My left eye hurt terribly and I couldn't see really anything. Of course I had school in the morning and it happened to be my favorite classes (not). I had drawing and the thought of going with a paining eye was horrific. However, I dragged myself to school and when I walked in my teacher announced that we were all to pick an animal bone to draw. Animal bones, my favorite. I picked out a random bone, sat down, and started to draw not really sure what I should do. As I was drawing my teacher walked up and stared at my drawing, I shuddered expecting him to say, "What in the world are you doing?" Instead to my amazement he exclaimed, "Wow, keep doing that. That looks really good." So I kept drawing. As the end of class was nearing, my teacher once again came up and announced to the class, "Would you all like to see a really good bone drawing?", as he picked it up and showed it to the entire class. Then he proceeded to tell me that, "I'd really like to display this in the art hallway along with your charcoal drawing from last week." As he is saying all this, there I am thinking, "Who me? Are you talking to me? Are you sure you mean ME?"
Well, I'm happy to say he was talking to me and my drawings are now hanging in the hallway for all to see. I'm moving up in the art world =)