Ohhhhhh you guys. Have I got a treat for you.
My parents are attempting to clean out some of the million boxes of things in their basement, which includes giving us kids some of our old stuff they’ve kept. A couple weeks ago, I collected one box from ’em – with such gems in it as Rachel’s lava lamp (whoops), my A Knight’s Tale poster (R.I.P. Heath Ledger) aaaaaand, a notebook of mine from third grade.
You see, my third-grade teacher, Mrs. Kleinhans (who also taught me in second-grade and is probably my all-time fave), had us keep a daily journal in her class. She would write a short prompt on the board and we had to write something based off that prompt. (Fun fact: Sometimes she drew pictures and we’d have to write what we thought they were.)
There are some GLORIOUS entries in there, which brings us to this new feature here on the blog for TBT. We’re going to take a walk down memory lane and revisit the beginnings of my career as a writer. You can see the talent even then.
You would be playing. WE GET IT, DAMN.
Also: Look at that phenomenal penmanship. Thanks, Mrs. Kleinhans!
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