http://www.naplesnews.com/news/2011/nov/29/eight-year-old-aspiring-reporter-scores-interview/
I was still in my pajamas when my mom said, “I have a great idea, Newt Gingrich is at Books-a-Million doing a book signing today. Let’s go.”
My mom stopped me right away and said, “Before you get excited you have to do research and prepare some questions.” I came up with seven questions that were really important and I knew that other people would want to know the answers too. I used index cards and wrote them in different colors so if I had to pick out a specific question I could identify it by the color. I thought other kids would want to know the pizza question because everyone likes pizza. Honestly, I didn’t think the plan would work.
When we got to the bookstore at 9:15 a.m., people were already in line. While we waited (over 2 ½ hours!) my mom introduced me to the TV and newspaper reporters. One reporter (Chris Moody, of Yahoo News) read my questions and suggested I pick out the best three. I practiced reading them outloud and he (Moody) said, “I like that one” or he just nodded his head so I knew he didn’t really like that question as much.
I was nervous when I went up to the table to talk to Mr. Gingrich because I’ve never seen a president (even though he’s not a president yet). While I was asking the questions I was scared and wanted to run out of the bookstore but my legs wouldn’t move. I didn’t notice all of the reporters around me but it felt really crowded.
Mr. and Mrs. Gingrich shook my hand and both signed the children’s book for me and my brother Timmy. Mr. Gingrich signed a book for my parents.
My first question was, “Have you met a president? If so, who was your favorite one?” He answered “George Washington and I’ve met Nixon, Carter, Ford, Reagan, Bush 1, Clinton, Bush 2, Obama, and of course, myself. I’m not a president yet. But with your help, I could be.”
“If you become president, will you order Godfathers pizza?” I asked.
“I like Herman Cain. Godfathers pizza is good. But I shouldn’t be eating so much pizza,” Mr. Gingrich said.
“Do you like Godfathers pizza? Mr. Gingrich asked me.
“I’ve never had it before,” I said.
“Well, I’ll tell Cain that you would like to try his pizza,” he said.
I asked “If you have pets, what are you going to do with them if you become president?” He answered, “I don’t have any pets right now, but I love pets. I think if I become president we’ll get a dog.”
I wasn’t able to write everything down because he had long answers and it was taking up too much time. On one of my question cards, he signed the back and wrote “Great questions, Newt.”
I wanted to run out of there with my mom but the reporters stopped me. I knew the answers to the easy questions, like “How old are you?” but some of the reporter’s questions were really hard. I told them, “He’s a good person and I know he’ll make good laws and he’ll set the U.S.A. to some peace. He’s just a really good person and that’s why I’m voting for him.”
I thought Mr. Gingrich was going to look young but I think he looks like the grandfather in the book “Little Women.” I think he would play outside and scooter with me. I think Mrs. Gingrich is more the sort of person that would go on the swings.
I’d like to meet them again because I have a lot more things I’d like to know. For example, I wanted to ask what he does in his free time and if I can come to the Easter Egg Hunt at the White House?
I’d also like to interview President Obama because he’s the most important person in the world. I would like to know if President Obama would ever have a lady for vice president. I hope there is a lady president one day. Also, I want to know if he has ever had pizza with Herman Cain.
Editor’s note: Katrina Russell, an 8-year-old Naples girl, made national news this weekend when the Community School of Naples student had the chance to interview Republican presidential candidate Newt Gingrich at a book signing in Naples. Here, in her own words, she tells readers of her experience:
I thought Newt Gingrich was a famous author. My mom explained that he wasn’t the man that owns the pizza stores ( Herman Cain) but another man trying to be president. I want to be a reporter like my mom and I thought this might be my big chance.
When we got to the bookstore at 9:15 a.m., people were already in line. While we waited (over 2 ½ hours!) my mom introduced me to the TV and newspaper reporters. One reporter (Chris Moody, of Yahoo News) read my questions and suggested I pick out the best three. I practiced reading them outloud and he (Moody) said, “I like that one” or he just nodded his head so I knew he didn’t really like that question as much.
I was nervous when I went up to the table to talk to Mr. Gingrich because I’ve never seen a president (even though he’s not a president yet). While I was asking the questions I was scared and wanted to run out of the bookstore but my legs wouldn’t move. I didn’t notice all of the reporters around me but it felt really crowded.
Mr. and Mrs. Gingrich shook my hand and both signed the children’s book for me and my brother Timmy. Mr. Gingrich signed a book for my parents.
My first question was, “Have you met a president? If so, who was your favorite one?” He answered “George Washington and I’ve met Nixon, Carter, Ford, Reagan, Bush 1, Clinton, Bush 2, Obama, and of course, myself. I’m not a president yet. But with your help, I could be.”
“If you become president, will you order Godfathers pizza?” I asked.
“I like Herman Cain. Godfathers pizza is good. But I shouldn’t be eating so much pizza,” Mr. Gingrich said.
“Do you like Godfathers pizza? Mr. Gingrich asked me.
“I’ve never had it before,” I said.
“Well, I’ll tell Cain that you would like to try his pizza,” he said.
I asked “If you have pets, what are you going to do with them if you become president?” He answered, “I don’t have any pets right now, but I love pets. I think if I become president we’ll get a dog.”
I wasn’t able to write everything down because he had long answers and it was taking up too much time. On one of my question cards, he signed the back and wrote “Great questions, Newt.”
I wanted to run out of there with my mom but the reporters stopped me. I knew the answers to the easy questions, like “How old are you?” but some of the reporter’s questions were really hard. I told them, “He’s a good person and I know he’ll make good laws and he’ll set the U.S.A. to some peace. He’s just a really good person and that’s why I’m voting for him.”
I thought Mr. Gingrich was going to look young but I think he looks like the grandfather in the book “Little Women.” I think he would play outside and scooter with me. I think Mrs. Gingrich is more the sort of person that would go on the swings.
I’d like to meet them again because I have a lot more things I’d like to know. For example, I wanted to ask what he does in his free time and if I can come to the Easter Egg Hunt at the White House?
I’d also like to interview President Obama because he’s the most important person in the world. I would like to know if President Obama would ever have a lady for vice president. I hope there is a lady president one day. Also, I want to know if he has ever had pizza with Herman Cain.
Perhaps the author should re-enroll in school since the pure fabrications, stereotypes and narcisscism preset in this piece seem to reveal that her own "perfectly scaled-in-size" education has been a failure.
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butterflygirl writes:
LadyMarmalade writes:
When my kids were little we didn't have cell phones, no one texted, we didn't worry about exercising "gross and fine motor skills, teamwork, patterning, color experimentation, etc." We pulled out the glue, paper, scissors, crayons and let the kids do what they do best - create. My friends and I read Erma Bombeck in the newspaper and laughed at her stories of her frustration with her washer repair man and no one from Sears & Roebuck wrote the paper or tried to sue Erma for slander. All of us laughed at the daily pleasures and annoyances of life that come with being a Mother and housewife. None of the mothers would have written an anonymous unkind letter to the newspaper about another mother (that's the problem with this technology).
There are way too many things that deserve serious attention on the front page of the newspaper - rather than an article that clearly states in the first line that it is a humorous column.
WhiteDevil writes:
Let's be quite clear - this story is not about you and your wonderful little demon spawn. If it were, you would be the author, or might have a fraction of the original author's talent to apply here - but sadly, that is simply not the case. The manner in which you inject personal attacks, sideways sarcasm and just plain meanness is unbecoming of an adult, let alone a parent that is supposed to be a role model for other children. But then again, based upon your writing, you don't care about the other kids - it's all about you, your overinflated ego, and your precious darling who is completely oblivious to it all.
Any parent of a child over 4 years old knows how quickly clutter accumulates. You want to keep all the paintings, the drawings, the clippings, the Jackson Pollack looking splatters of pre-school flotsam and jetsam - but there simply is no room to keep it all. The fridge is already decorated. It all gets thrown in a box somewhere and forgotten. So why keep these fractional memories outside of a photograph album? It IS wasteful. Do you truly think that even the Goodwill is interested in reselling your darling child's size 3 matching lederhosen and plastic beer stein that you just had to have for Austrian Awareness Day? They're pre-schoolers! Anything and everything they own or make will either be outgrown or simply thrown out in a matter of months.
Face it, Jellybean - the toddlers aren't the ones making the outfits, the costumes, the accessories or any of the other minutia that goes into making mommy's little angel into the perfect photo opportunity. It's grown adults playing dolly dress-up tea party with their children - and it's vain. If you truly believe that your pre-schooler cares, will care in the future, or will even remember these "precious moments", you're delusional, or just thinking about yourself. There will be no green with envy looks at your works. There will be no praise heaped upon your child or by extension, you for the fantastic little outfit that they put together all by themselves (wink wink).
There will be you, a daydream never realized, and that stupid over sized sombrero sitting in your car, just taking up space.
Thanks for taking a perfectly innocent piece about something we as parents all understand, and turning into a clinic about self righteousness and over analyzing by someone who craves attention that they're probably not getting at home, or never got as a child. We're all looking forward to not seeing you at any of the parent activities.
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