There were lots of mixed feelings at the time. Whereas some children dreaded the essay process, others couldn’t wait to share their tale.
It was time for the geniuses to put their mastery in English to good use; time for the “can’t care less” ones to put their adjectives and adverbs to a not so good use; and time for the crafty ones to fabricate a story about how they took a trip to the moon on a speed boat manufactured by their ancestors.
I was often caught in the latter group as telling stories was my thing. Being the genius was the goal but I preferred creating what I hoped could be real.
Before I make a composition, I take my time to imagine what I want my new year to be like. When I’m done, I begin.
I always appreciate Him for all He has done for me in the past year and then I slide into my long list of requests for what I desire for my new year.
I wrote my love letter in Dec 31, 2017 and gave it back to Him in Jan 1, 2018. It was a beautiful interaction and He didn’t accuse me of wishful thinking – like my teacher would have done.
In my Church of worship, I gave my love letter to the love of my life just as I screamed at the top of my lungs, HAPPY 2018.
Once again, for all my wonderful readers and supporters, I’d like to say Happy New Year to you.
Please remember to share your First Day in 2018 experience. I promise to share mine too.