No talking “out of turn.” Understand? But no, the loquacious child doesn’t understand because she has something to say.
One would think that sitting in a classroom, writing one hundred times, “I must not talk in school, I must not talk in school…” would sabotage any desire to become a writer. Right?
Writers are deep in their souls didacts who itch to deliver the Unvarnished Truth and cannot help but unburden themselves of that which burns in their hearts. Writers are preachers.
~ Brain Doyle
Meet a child who adores her Tell a Tale book, A Child’s 10 Commandments. This little book on character building inspires her to be a better person, and she in turn hopes to inspire others. So what does she do but copy the book verbatim…
Word for word she writes the commandments on blue-lined notebook paper and turns it in to her teacher first thing next morning.
Ms. Lewder sits behind her central desk, peering down through tortoise frames and marveling at this child’s stroke of genius.
“You wrote this? Her teacher asks. But of course; it is her student’s handwriting.
What a mastermind to meddle with the schedule and come up with a way to interrupt class… and get to talk too! The teacher is so impressed (not by the schedule distraction but by the child’s composition) that she asks the girl to stand and read her masterpiece aloud.
Then she escorts her down the hall from classroom to classroom like two witnesses on a divine mission. Nothing like one captive audience after another… Until a boy at the back of the last classroom mumbles, “I’ve got that book at home.”
That’s when the girl wants the floor to open up and swallow her whole…and is surprised that it doesn’t. Lucky for her the teacher can’t hear the boy, so proud she is of her own student’s voluntary labor of love and originality.
Yeah, that was me, the girl who’s known she wanted to be a writer since second grade.
And you? What did you want to be when you grew up?