Maybe all I wanted was significance. To be a Teacher’s Pet for the Day. I have never been, you see. And, I didn’t know how to be one. I was clearly not the smartest or most popular student in class, like Anna or Abigail. My parents didn’t visit the school or give Christmas and birthday gifts to my teachers, like the moms and dads of Jenny and Grace.
But one Valentine’s-cum-Teacher’s-Day, I found myself scribbling an appreciation poem for my grade four homeroom advisor and English teacher, Ms. Nelia Jose. She smiled and said “Thank you.” Then, she sat by her small yellow desk and started to read the poem. She nodded and smiled as she read.
“Do you have any other poems?” she asked afterwards.
“Yes!” I didn’t. But I had to say yes. And, she smiled once more and asked to see them the next day.
A writer’s life is a frustrating life — so why do we keep at it?
Write a short personal essay about “What Keeps Me Going,” and send it over so the rest of us can relate.
A writer’s life is not only frustrating and full of rejection, it is lonely.
I have been writing for a little over a year, and for the first time in my 55 years, I feel my dad is really proud of me.
I have a 2-page published story in an anthology, and I recently won a poetry contest on the Internet.
I love to hear my dad boast about these accomplishments to his friends and family.
Of course other things keep me going, but that is the one that means the most.
- Jill Davis
Have you ever watched a child run?
I don’t mean during the times you are trying frantically to find him or her as they scurry about in a mall or screech through a busy parking lot.
I mean watching them chase butterflies and grasshoppers in a meadow on a summer day.
They can run for hours. They are meant to.
It’s innate.
For me, so is writing.
You see, all of us are created with a purpose.
For some of us, that purpose is writing.
We create far away places and exotic individuals because we were given the ability to tell the tale, to bring someone into a world that they do not know and allow them to live there for a time.
Because I have placed my faith in the One who created me, I must also place my faith in the fact that He knew what He was doing when He gave me the ability to bring people along with me through the simple use of words.
I just have to believe.
All it takes is a little bit of faith.
- Carron LaForce
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