Feeling Proud of myself

Yeasterday one of my former teachers asked me a favour that even when it requires a lot of work, I'm so proud that she had thought about me for such task.
The idea is that she gave me the original version of the short story "Cinderella", and asked me to write a modern version of it. Can you imagine my proudness? And that's not the end. My version is going to be presented in a lecture next week!
I can't believe it...
Of course this is a great challenge, because I was given an enormous responsibility, but I cannot feel other thing than happiness. I love writing, and I love writing modern and funny versions of old and gloomy things.
I hope her expectations are fulfiled by my job. I've been thinking about some ideas I could include in my writing, and who knows, maybe it becomes a nice piece of work.
With things like this, I start wondering why is it that I experience so many feelings at the same time. On one hand, I cannot pass an exam which was basically writing, and on the other hand, a teacher asks me to write something for her, based on my previous works.
The fact that at least one of my teachers has such a good concept about me, is like a tender caress to my heart. It's like putting a hand on my shoulder to push my soul to go on. As if they were telling me, "Come on! You can do it! You can overcome every obstacle!"
I really wish I can do it as I'm expected to.
I feel honoured...
When I finish writing my new version of "Cinderella" you'll have it posted. Until then, I may disappear (or not) for a few days.