Years ago I won on an American T.V. program called, "Queen for a Day." Contestants were handed a card as they entered the theater on which they wrote their wish if the won. Over a thousand people crowded the auditorium, some coming by busloads. I sat with one friend.
Numbers were called until 25 names remained. One number matched the one I'd been given at the door when I entered. We were each interviewed with only four names remaining. I was one of the four.
M.C. Jack Bailey then questioned each lady as to their wish. I explained that our six-year old daughter had been attacked by a German Shepherd dog and was terrified of dogs. I told how we'd visited friends at a ranch after the episode and they had a litter of new puppies. Our daughter sat on the steps of their house and played with the small furry animals.
I continued, "So, my wish is for a puppy and fence around our backyard."
Winners were selected by an applause meter. A robe was placed around my shoulders and a crown on my head as they declared me, "Queen for a Day."
Prizes included something never before done on the show. The queen would represent the women of America at the 20th anniversary of D-Day in Normandy, France.
Spending time in a country where I didn't understand the language was a wake-up call as to the importance of speaking and understanding.
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