School Reports & Reunited Friends
I recently visited my family and went through just a few of the many boxes I’ve got in storage on the farm. I found all my school reports from primary school – there were many interesting comments from teachers but my favourite was where a teacher had written that I was a spontaneous writer. I don’t know what that means exactly but it sounds serious. Wouldn’t it be awful if I was doing something like riding a bike and I started spontaneously writing? I imagine riding a bike and writing at the same time is about as easy as playing the piano while wearing mittens. Or worse what if I was crossing a busy intersection with cars speeding in every direction and I happened to stop to take out a pen and spontaneously write? I’d be road kill. Or … what if I was meeting the Queen for the first time and the moment I was supposed to shake her hand, I became seized by spontaneous writing and ended up using her bare arm as a notepad? What if I made a spelling mistake while writing on the Queen?
I should seek help.
I also attended a reunion while at home – I was reunited with many of my childhood friends, namely my Roald Dahl, Paul Jennings, Robin Klein and Duncan Ball collections. It’s been years since we’ve seen each other and we had a good catch-up – I told them about all the exciting things I’m up to these days like school visits and chocolate cake eating marathons, and they told me about how they’ve started gathering dust and are starting to turn yellow. It was interesting to see that my copy of James and Giant Peach has a certificate inside the front cover from Berinba Public School as an award for effort in storywriting … maybe it was that encouragement that set me on my spontaneous writing path.