Sami’s English 11 Honours class was recently given a writing assignment; they were told to write a piece entitled “About Me” which was to be written through the eyes of one of their parents.
Sami chose to see herself through her mother’s eyes.
Here is what she wrote...
My youngest daughter never dreamt of being a fairy princess. Instead, her fantasies were filled with her clad in shining armour and riding into battle upon a mighty steed.
When faced with the choice she always chose chocolate, never strawberry. She wore the colour green, never pink, and preferred to play in sand with her Tonka trucks rather than with her dolls.
It took forever to convince her to take a bath or brush her hair and she absolutely refused to wear blue jeans or shoes with laces. Though despite the fact that she acted more like a boy when she was little, she still loved to do anything a little girl did. She beaded necklaces, painted pictures, glittered everything in sight, and always insisted on being ‘mom’ when playing house.
When she got older, and playing house no longer interested her, my daughter found something that would take her to an entirely new world. She would spend hours dancing with gypsies, having tea parties with animals, saving kingdoms from peril, or just simply having a conversation with a hat wearing cat.
She found books, and from that day on it seemed that she would never be too far from one.
My little girl was one who, quite literally, loved to stop and smell the roses and dance in the rain. She never spoke many words, but ironically she loved to sing. It seemed that most of her words where sung rather than spoken. If she was not off in the corner reading a book then she would be singing contently to herself.
Now that she is older her love of music and books have not disappeared although she now finds blue jeans and lace-up shoes tolerable.
She has encountered new things as she has gotten older and gained new friends. She has never been afraid of a challenge because to her today is easy and tomorrow is difficult, but luckily tomorrow will be today the next day.
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Sami (and her family) live a four hour drive from me which, much to my sadness, prevents me from seeing her on a regular basis - but it’s times like this that bridge the gap and bring us a little closer.
I am so pleased Sami agreed to my request to share her assignment here at Pearson Report; this gives me an opportunity to showcase her wonderful writing talent and introduce a little family while I’m at it!
To my wonderful readers…
If you were to write a piece about yourself but through the eyes of someone else who would that person be and how would it read?
I’m going to give it a shot myself, after reflecting on who’s eyes to peer through! (look for it in an upcoming post)
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