My mother has moved again (this is a phrase you should be familiar with, she moves a lot). This time she unloaded a box o’crap on me that included my Sixth Grade English Notebook. I want y’all to know that I wrote excellent poems in sixth grade and I got all A’s. Mixed in with the batch of excellent poety is this essay. I assume that the assignment was to write about a recent event, but I can’t be sure.
Here it is. You know you want to thumb this up on YouTube, because I am kind enough to repeatedly embarass myself for y’all.
I love it! I would never read aloud my 8th grade diary that I just found…the shame of it all:) I was apparently a complete and total moron in those days. Damn puberty and hormones.LOL
I totally gave you a thumbs up on YouTube. I thought this was great — incredibly well written and insightful for eleven. (I love reading stuff from when I was a kid!)
Wait a minute. You used the word “desirable” when you were in 6th grade?
I told you I was a very good student.
Love this. I am addicted to poetry. I started writing poems in sixth grade and still to this day to at times when I am extremely happy or having a hard time. It helps me get thoughts out, just like writing. I stumbled this, great post!
ah ah! My mother recently brought me some old poems I wrote when I was 6 !!! NIghtmare!!!!!!!!
I’ll give you a dollar if you publish them.