I sat sobbing in the car.My mom has the amazing ability to understand me though my tears.
It was about 8:40 and it was dark outside. In our church we have a music concert every now and then. One of the kids had organized a ensemble for some of the older kids. I played my violin in it. I normally got the harmony part which sounds very bad alone and sometimes even with others. Continue reading Violin and Dance, What do they have in common?
This year I have been taking I writing class on writing true stories. I will be writing lots of memoirs. Please give me your feed back and I hope you like it.
A Blooming Hobby
By Anna T.
I set my knitted shawl down on the Washington County 4-H display table and looked up. Was someone calling me? In all the noise I could not tell.
“Anna!” Continue reading A Memoir
“I am an AWFUL speller!”
“Oh, so am I. I think that I am worse than you.”
“No, I think that I would beat you at a unspelling test. You know that you are bad when your younger sister tells you how to spell words.” Continue reading The Un-Spelling Bee