Y: Young Again
From the time I was about this age…
I wanted to be a writer.
While blogging started out about my leadership and learning work, as a professional, it has become something so much more. It has reminded me how much I loved teaching writing, and how much I love writing! My mom always told me that she knew I would be a writer- somewhere, somehow. A colleague recently told me he believes that everyone has at least one book in them. While my book hasn’t come out… YET, this journey makes me feel young again.
When I was younger, I read and wrote for hours on end. I was the student who used to sneak my books to school and read them under the desk during class. I filled up journal after journal with my made-up stories. I didn’t know what a mentor text was back then, but I lived the concept every day! Each time I read a new novel that I enjoyed, I tried to emulate the writer in my own writing. I also tried to emulate the characters in life!
One of my favorite memories related to books (and I have many!) was the day I went to work with my father, who worked in publishing, and I got to meet Ann M. Martin. For those of you who weren’t a young girl in the 80’s, this might mean nothing to you. But for a young girl who had read every book in the Babysitter’s Club series over and over again, this was a BIG DEAL. My dad loves to tell the story of this meeting, because I was star-struck. Silent. I was too shy to speak to her, this author whose work I loved so much. I am very rarely silent, so this was quite surprising!
I am grateful that blogging has reignited my passion for writing and has made me feel young again.
Reflective questions to consider:
- What makes you feel young again?
Abecedary of Reflection
- Thinking in Numbers
- The ABC’s of Education
- [Abecedary of Reflection] Zest
- [Abecedary of Reflection] Young Again
- [Abecedary of Reflection] X Marks the Spot
- [Abecedary of Reflection] Walking
- [Abecedary of Reflection] Voice
- [Abecedary of Reflection] Unwritten & Unspoken
- [Abecedary of Reflection] Think Time