Author's Note:
Here it is: the story that started it all. My first EVER actual piece of writing. And it is absolutely terrible! To be fair though, I was only five-years-old (kindergarten) when I wrote this, and most children were still learning the alphabet, so...
I got the idea to post this story when somebody out here asked me "How do you write this stuff?" Honestly? It's been a LOT of practice. I've come really far from my first piece of writing, and I'm grateful for that. I literally daydream constantly, so I am always, always practicing for my next piece of work...And sometimes, the results are terrible. But it's all really a big learning experience; not just about writing, but everything it is to be alive, and human. It's a lesson in hope, dreams, and imagination, as well as darkness and coming to terms with it and how to live with it. Some people wonder how people who aren't religious have morals. Well, I never needed religion really. Stories have taught me everything.
I think it's important to look back at where we started from sometimes, if only to get a feel for how we have grown.
And so, without further ado, I give you the story I wrote based off of the names of my little sister's stuffed animals(Tabby, Poppy, and Ice):
TABBY POPS ON ICE (I meant hops, but five-year-olds, right? XD)
"One day, Tabby went to the Icelands.
When she got there, she popped on ice.
It was tons of fun until...
SPLAT!
And Tabby never popped on ice again."
Author's Note Again:
*slow clap for pathetic kindergarten writing* I think I tried to write this story somewhat in the style of the Serendipity books, which were some of my favorites as a small child, where every story had a little moral at the end. And the moral of this story...? Obviously, don't "pop" on ice. Don't do it! That means you! Even if you REALLY want to!
The ACTUAL moral of this post? If you try really hard at something, and you really care about it with your whole heart, you will improve, and probably even achieve. You don't have to be born with perfect skills to strive to be the best you can at what you love, and be happy doing it. Don't give up on your dreams.
(But seriously, thank goodness I've improved! Wow.) Author's Note:
Here it is: the story that started it all. My first EVER actual piece of writing. And it is absolutely terrible! To be fair though, I was only five-years-old (kindergarten) when I wrote this, and most children were still learning the alphabet, so...
I got the idea to post this story when somebody out here asked me "How do you write this stuff?" Honestly? It's been a LOT of practice. I've come really far from my first piece of writing, and I'm grateful for that. I literally daydream constantly, so I am always, always practicing for my next piece of work...And sometimes, the results are terrible. But it's all really a big learning experience; not just about writing, but everything it is to be alive, and human. It's a lesson in hope, dreams, and imagination, as well as darkness and coming to terms with it and how to live with it. Some people wonder how people who aren't religious have morals. Well, I never needed religion really. Stories have taught me everything.
I think it's important to look back at where we started from sometimes, if only to get a feel for how we have grown.
And so, without further ado, I give you the story I wrote based off of the names of my little sister's stuffed animals(Tabby, Poppy, and Ice):
TABBY POPS ON ICE (I meant hops, but five-year-olds, right? XD)
"One day, Tabby went to the Icelands.
When she got there, she popped on ice.
It was tons of fun until...
SPLAT!
And Tabby never popped on ice again."
Author's Note Again:
*slow clap for pathetic kindergarten writing* I think I tried to write this story somewhat in the style of the Serendipity books, which were some of my favorites as a small child, where every story had a little moral at the end. And the moral of this story...? Obviously, don't "pop" on ice. Don't do it! That means you! Even if you REALLY want to!
The ACTUAL moral of this post? If you try really hard at something, and you really care about it with your whole heart, you will improve, and probably even achieve. You don't have to be born with perfect skills to strive to be the best you can at what you love, and be happy doing it. Don't give up on your dreams.
(But seriously, thank goodness I've improved! Wow.) |