The thing is, it’s my daughters.
They’ve been writing up a storm.
I’ve been, ummm… revising.
Muddling about.
Stop-n-starting.
But they’ve been writing up a storm.
For example:
Creepy The Weird Named Seal
Once upon a time there was a seal named Creepy.
She was a very nice seal.
Even though she was nice, everyone teased her.
They teased her because of her name.
She wasn’t mean back. She was nice back.
One day she didn’t want to go to school.
She begged and begged her mom to not go to school that day.
Finally her mom said “Yes.”
She thanked and hugged her mom.
That day she played tag with her mom ONLY!
It was very fun not being teased.
The teasing went on.
Everyday Creepy got more and more scared to go to school.
Everyday creepy begged not to go to school and it didn’t always work.
18 years later!
That day she changed her name to Emily and no one ever teased her again!!!
This one’s by my 7-year-old and one of her best chums.
There are a bunch of a baby harp seal illustrations that go with it.
I do love this story, but I’m thinking we’ve got a little work to do on self realization and empowerment.
18 years later!??!?!?!
Perhaps they thought one had to be an adult to change one’s name. Which may be legally correct, even if their math skills are a bit off. Still, “Creepy the Seal” is pretty awesome.
Maybe so. Although if my name was Creepy, I’d be pushing my parents to get me to the courthouse rather quickly…