In a far away pre-kids time, I was a senior high school English teacher. Woefully undereducated by a college where English was a reflection of social interests (Hispanic Women’s Lit and Gender Roles in Shakespeare) rather than study nuisances of our language and be exposed to master story tellers, I spent most nights studying to master the basics. And when I wasn’t studying I was grading. And when I wasn’t doing either of those things, I was recovering. And I loved the teaching. I couldn’t handle the grading. 150 students. Every one writing three page essays and they deserved feedback, one on one inspiration and instruction, and I couldn’t duplicate myself so I struggled. In those days of hauling stacks of paper, I forgot how to write me. I could spout a list of transition words or launch into an explanation of point of view,
I lost more of my writing me when my girls were born until one MOPS meeting in a new town, before Facebook was a daily event, the moms were talking blogs. And I found a platform to write.
Six years later, I still blog, but lately I can’t finish a paragraph. Every one I write feels forced, partially true, awkward. Perhaps as a writer I’ve hit my middle school years–where I want constant affirmation and where I constantly reject it. But how a tween get through middle school? By attending, one day at time. So this fall, I resolved to write at least three days a week.I even assigned writing a time slot in our school schedule. But I still can’t finish a post that isn’t for Five Minute Friday.
I love stories. I love the power of words to connect people. Sentences, stories fill my brain at stop lights, in the dark, in the shower, and when I am helping my girls complete their writing assignments. Still, the stories are stuck inside.
Recently, I’ve helped other sweet homeschool mamas who are struggling to teach their kiddos to write. And I never want to do it. But I say yes and while I help and teach and preach the fire returns. And I don’t want to stop.
Time is up. I love the community of word lovers who band together on Fridays at Lisa-Jo’s and write for five minutes without fear of getting it wrong. Today’s word is write. Won’t you join us?