Visiting my freshman year! A page out of our Creative Writing Book!
Linda Hiers Dennis - Freshman Year - Columbia High School Writing Book |
The time has given me the chance to begin to prepare my move to a new apartment, and that said, go through my "stuff". It's been an interesting journey, and time consuming as I had to stop and look and read, and reminice. Here goes:
Pictured here is a page out of my high school "Writing Yearbook" that brought back alot of memories. We used typewriters back then. I am seated at the top left, in front of a typewriter - editing. Our team all working also. And, the outcome was a book published annually that contained
poetry, essays and short stories.
Columbia High School had a great English and creative writing teacher on staff, and I was most fortunate to have been in his class my freshman year. I can still remember the fear I felt when he came to my homeroom and called me out to the hall to speak to me. In his hand was a short piece I had written about a tree in my backyard. He pointed to several of the sentences, commenting: "You should begin now to keep a journal, to write. Doesn't matter the topic, just use your imagination as you have done here."
Recently, the Backpack Journalist classroom at Orange Grove Charter School had a visit from Bo Peterson, a reporter with the Post & Courier. He shared writing advice with the 14 young people. "Yes take good notes, and then use your imagination to write your article". Topics again, any.
Reflecting back over his visit when I was a freshman in high school, I could feel Mr. Broome standing before our class with just about those same words. I also remember an interview I had in Florida with a teacher who uses "Movies in the Mind" in her classroom, and again, imagination was key to help her students write as well. Often many teachers call it "project-based learning" with a positive outcome.
Tonight at my walk at sundown, with the stars coming out, with day coming to an end, I saw more clearly the nature that surrounds me, and the blooming azaleas that share the yellow stuff, that helps me sneeze.
I am certain now that my first piece of creative writing must also speak to the trees I walked by, and that "this tree could have feelings of it's own, lifting its limbs to the sky". Mr. Broome I hope you are well.
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