I am totally over joyed at getting 50 views! this don’t look like a lot to some that have been doing this a long time, but to me it’s like swimming the whole ocean in four days.
As a young child i use to sit outside and write short stories. I would show them to my teachers and anyone else who would take the time to read them. Most of the time, after people would read them they wouldn’t say how good it was, they would just correct my mistakes. All i wanted was a simple encouragement to help me improve. This went on for my grammar school days. After grammar school i stopped showing them to anyone to avoid hearing how bad they were. When i got in middle school it was clear that no one wanted to be a fan of someone that did not give them the attention also. So, i stopped writing!
My grammar was not the only thing that was hard for me when i went to high school. Reading aloud was a nightmare! i would get so nervous that i would actually shake. If i knew it was my turn to read i would act sick or go to the bathroom really fast. The very thought of making a mistake and hearing all the kids laugh at me was haunting. In biology, the teacher called on me to read and he actually laughed…. after class he told me to get some help because i would never make it through college!! How do you take that in today’s world, when the only good jobs require college.
Little did that teacher know!!! My first year in college i had an amazing teacher! (tears are swelling in my eyes as i even mention her) She was my English teacher. The first day i sat in the back and prayed she wouldn’t call on me. That night she messaged me and asked why i looked so scared. So, i told her my fear about reading…. and she didn’t laugh! Instead she said, “I understand. I will not call on you to read”….. Wow! i was in shock,, this could be a good year. My first essay i didn’t try much, i just wrote. She messaged me the next day and wanted to see me… I was so scared she was going to tell me i needed to go to a special class. When i went to see her she was smiling when she said, “i loved your essay”. she even wanted to move me up. What!!!???
She had such a impact on my life. I wish i could do something huge to show her that, but i have no idea where she is.
Today i write all the time. Before i go to bed i read and write about what i read. Then, i write on here. The greatest joy came over me when i was asked to teach a class at our church for one night… Teaching almost 100 teens! I was happy because i knew i could do it! and i got up there and taught like a boss! i never once stuttered over a word!
Now to see people read what i write and to really enjoy themselves…well, that’s just unheard of! who knew i would get the chance to write again… and truly get to say i overcame! Thank you so much for reading, I am honored to write for you!