As promised, here is an example of one of my first creative writing stories. This one is appropriately entitled, “The Story of a Walk”. The story goes like this (exact spellings and grammar):
“I went for a walk one day. And I didn’t come home till night. And when I came home I went in my house and I aet my supper. Then I went to sleep. That night.”
This gem was written circa first grade. Obviously, at the time I was also pursuing the idea of becoming an illustrator, as evidenced by the above masterpiece.
I’m glad I kept practicing.
As you probably already know from reading this blog, our daughter will be going to kindergarten in the fall. The past few months have been spent going through the process of registering her and working with the school to find her the appropriate services and placement. It is a very intense and draining process.
After one particularly emotional day, I sat down and wrote an essay about what I was feeling. I wanted the world to know what an amazing and capable and special little girl my daughter truly is. Children cannot be defined by labels and diagnoses alone. There is so much more to them.
My piece was published on Scary Mommy this past weekend. I am really proud of this one. You can read it here.