The little author :)

My favorite piece of writing that I composed is a book review essay we were writing in class, reviewing the book we were reading for the quarter. Our teacher had us pick how we were going to write our stories. I chose to compare my life story to the main characters life story. Turns out the little girl in the story, had similar events as me. Coincidently, we also had the same family terms. This piece of writing I wrote in a small crowded classroom of 32 children in 2 hours. You might say "that is impossible" or "no work of art can be mastered in less than a week or a year" but this story is real. It was deep. I wasnt just writing this paper for the credits, it really meant somthing because I began to get personal. I was open with the fact that in the book, this little girls mother was not around and that in her kids life she chose to bounce in and out; while hoping they would still love her equally the same as when they looked into her eyes and smiled the moment they were born. It doesnt happen that way. My father is exactly like the mother in the story, in so many ways, its actually kind of scary...but yet sad. For the fact of that another little girl was feeling the way as I do. Questioning the fact of love and adoration over hatred and negativity. "Why dont they want to know us?" "How come they dont love me?" "Did i do somthing wrong?" those questions I used to ask everyday and I mentioned that in the story. I knew this story meant somthing by the recognition of the tears it brought my family. I didnt like the fact that it brought them to tears but they really saw my actual feelings and thoughts on the empty spot where my father should be. Those dark places in my baby book where HE was supost to fill out...or the many pictures I dont have with him but with the rest of my family and my mom. And that is when I look at my mom and want to tell her "thankyou for not leaving!" Towards the end of my story and the last 10 minutes on the hourglass, I blanked out the fact that I was supost to say how I like or disliked the book. But I felt like this is what a kid should be graded on. Any kid can write down a few simple facts of a book they read 4 pages of and put some lame excuses repeadetly. Sitting a child down and telling them to relate themselves to the story, or imagine themselves in anothers shoes, guarantee they will acknowlege that they cant get away with writing "I liked this book because..." But they will actually have to dig deep and think.
You should read it somtime. :)