Fountain Elementary
I went to Fountain Elementary, a small elementary in Roseville, Michigan. Roseville is a working class city. The neighborhoods are filled with small houses, close together. I attended this school from kindergarten to sixth grade.
I loved kindergarten. My teacher was Mrs. Lucander. I remember writing on the lined paper, carefully crafting my letters.
I also remember loving to read. My mom brought me to the library every week. I read all the books in the children’s section. I then read all the books in the junior’s section and moved onto adults before I was ready.
I think reading led to writing in elementary because I wanted to escape my life which was tumultuous. It was an escape where I could be someone else. I wrote fictional stories about girls I wanted to be like: without a violent home life, popular and only centered on their interpersonal drama.
Other than that, I do not recall much about writing in elementary besides writing one hundred sentences for being bad. Miss. Lane, who I had in third and fourth grade, made students write the following sentence: "Every day in every way I am getting better and better."
I loved kindergarten. My teacher was Mrs. Lucander. I remember writing on the lined paper, carefully crafting my letters.
I also remember loving to read. My mom brought me to the library every week. I read all the books in the children’s section. I then read all the books in the junior’s section and moved onto adults before I was ready.
I think reading led to writing in elementary because I wanted to escape my life which was tumultuous. It was an escape where I could be someone else. I wrote fictional stories about girls I wanted to be like: without a violent home life, popular and only centered on their interpersonal drama.
Other than that, I do not recall much about writing in elementary besides writing one hundred sentences for being bad. Miss. Lane, who I had in third and fourth grade, made students write the following sentence: "Every day in every way I am getting better and better."
Writing Sample
The only writing I found from this age was my diary. In the first of the two diary entries, I express my excitement going to a play with my mom. I also confess my jealousy and inadequacy with a friend I had.
I my second entry, I share my fears and excitement about moving to a new school and neighborhood.
My writing is clear and full of emotion. It is also funny. I love how I tell my diary I will "tell you about it later." I write as if I am talking to a person, not writing down entries in my own diary. Maybe I am writing because I needed someone to talk to?
